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THERE'S NEVER ANY SHORTAGE OF AMUSEMENT in this camp, he thinks as begins to open the latest letter to find it's way to his tent, though he begins to wonder if it's a need for entertainment or INSANITY that drives the mysterious author of this message. The longer he thinks on it, the less he finds he cares.
ā Well, I suppose there's no doubting this made it's merry way to the correct tent. They have taste, if nothing else. ā
The DERANGED love letter(?) ends up folded and tucked away into the rogue's pocketā perhaps later he can reflect on what exactly the writer wants in their mouth. After all, the possibilities are ENDLESS....
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it took to much to get his lover prone , bruises from an hour ago lost to regeneration . however , of course , sett wasn't going to go unpunished .
river of white splayed out across the cherry blossom speckled soft , seafoam blades of grass fills serenity within unbeating heart . it was all he could see after all . he sat on top of the vastayan just above his lap , face buried into the crook of where the back of sett's ears met hair ; lathering the appendage from base to tip in saliva with the flat of his tongue . at the same time , one of the ronin's hands busied itself behind him with languidly stroking sett's cock , occasionally brushing against the pink ribbon of yasuo's hair tie . of course , when will sett ever get a break ? / yasuo <3 - do you miss me :))))
yukong or kafka hsr . yukong moreso cause her story actually made me think of you , a strong woman who due to her trauma , locked herself away from her love of the skies & forced herself to paper work . she refuses to fly & tried to protect her daughter from doing so but realized stunting her is hurting her more than keeping her safe . theres also GIANT lesbian potential . i don't want to spoil anything but her quest reveals some Shit :tm: . & kafka cause i think she deserves to be written by someone who actually understands her .
Ill have to look into yukong when im home but i sure do love writing traumatized womenā
as for kafkaā¦ i am always looking respectfully at her. truthfully ive stayed away from hsr bc i know the moment i really start dabbling in it ā¦ itll be so ogre for me. i sure DO love women though..
IS THERE NO END TO THE INDIGNITIES the vampire will suffer...? ā I already fulfilled my end of the bargain, what more do you want from me?! ā
He is DEFINITELY not whiningā
ā What are youā Would you unhand me.....?!??!? ā
' ratio . ' forego status within a sing song tone to irritate , lips etch an eternal smile however , one without teeth . no need to bear them like a predator if their roles are already set . ' did you miss me ? ' legs kick lazily off the side of his desk , surely sampo is laying on important materials but sampo's needs usually come first . - sampo for dr. ratio <3 / heheheheheh
irritation was certainly at the forefront of his mind. lack of titles notwithstanding, that tone both tickled and taunted his eardrums, an unimpressed frown plastered on his features. he'd put on his alabaster head, but he's sure the fool would just break it to 'see his pretty little face'. nor does he just kick the fool out outright - he had the strength to, surely - not wanting any of the fuss or tricks that would come with such a move. their roles were indeed in place ( for now ).
" sampo koski. " he says his full known name with a bit of bite to set a boundary - 'don't get too familiar here now'. although it was his private office, it was one of his few sanctuaries away from the ignorance of the universe - a place to decompress and slightly unmask from the world around him. if sampo was too disruptive, then ratio could live with the increased irritation and pain in his neck of ejecting him outright and ending this - punishment deserved. " i'll certainly miss my deadline for those reports you're currently choosing to crush and tear up. " he states instead of answering his question, finally closing his office door behind him, arms crossed over his chest. " you better have a good explanation as to why you've broken into here this time. "
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shows him 80085 on a calculator - sampo to ratio <3
Raises an eyebrow at it. "...What exactly were you calculating, fool?" He looks so unimpressed. He knows what it's supposed to say but how dare you defile the calculator like that; he won't give him the satisfaction of a response.
there's a present box , this time far better wrapped than his very first one . sparkly purple wrapping with a silver bow tied to perfection . it's somewhat noticeable that he's excited , a small smile resting on his visage . the present's contents ? an equally sparkly penguin plush adorned with a mini akali's popstars hat . now they can match . - yasuo <3
initially a fear ( albiet brief and incredibly small ā evelynn does not harbor many fears towards humans ) washes over her as golden hues stare the neatly wrapped gift down. this one, alike the one before, beggining to be opened, yet with seemingly different reasons.
sheās be a liar if she said the smile heās wearing wasnt endearing either.
instead of the torment of one delicately long claw tearing through such beautiful wrapping, she takes the present within her own hands. evelynn is careful to not make quick work of what seemed to be a delicate process ( perhaps, if anything else, a note to how she values his time ). so she does not stop the delighted gasp that escapes her lips āpon sight of the stuffed animal. nor the ever growing smile as she takes it all in, followed only by an adoring eyeroll at the signature snapback hat.
ā this is lovely, ā careful ears would catch the affection - the gratefulness - that resides in her tone. though she says no more, she reaches one arm out, inviting him to a rare hug.
