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fuuuck, I dont have a discord. I’ll make one tho. How you been doin?

Neah is getting pasta salad for his christmas present

I can be your white haired anime waifu ;DDDDDD

“the closest you’ll ever get with a lady B)”

“Allen, you’re about to catch these hands.”

- - Forty nine ways to opt out of their war;;                                    Using each so as not to corrupt the truth;;

His stare was pointed, a certain rise of blood-pressure causing the young would-be bookman to appear almost flushed.                 His mind was idle - which meant the hurricane of information that churned his psyche was far too prominent, it was always.. unsettling, to be too aware of yourself, when you were supposed to be an unbiased human tome.         With no provocation or warning, he slid bodily ass-first all the way down the bench they were resting at, next to the ash-haired Exorcist - he knew better than to get in between the Parasite and its food, however, and somehow refrained from bodily contact.     

                   “Hey.                            Moyashi.                                        I got an idea.”   

That halved gaze still resided off in the distance, toward the exit of the mess hall, as though calculating the distance between themselves and whatever strange goal he was currently deriving..         ... he needed an accomplice for this.. and there would be no one better than his companion.

                    “Ya’ gotta listen to everything I say, sa.               Else’ it might not work.               This could get Yu in trouble, so I thought ya’ might be interested.”            

“Just kiss me already.”

Rough Touch

12. My muse slams yours against a wall hard.

     "Lavi--" The white haired teen barely got out before he was kicked away.

     "That's not my name anymore," The redhead almost sang as he crossed his arms, a playful smirk on his lips as he watched Allen pick himself back up.

The teen reveled in the look of anguish that marred Allen's face before Crown Clown surrounded the boy's frame. Rage and hate instantly bubbled inside him at the sight of it, threatening to overflow. His gaze darkened but he made no move, choosing to keep his distance. Allen seemed to be thinking of what to do. If he didn't run then he guessed that Allen would attack, if not then run or plead and the last option was a feint.

It was funny how Allen kept looking at him, no doubt hoping that this was all a nightmare and that he'd soon wake up.

     "Lavi, please," Allen pleaded and the redhead rolled his eye.

Moving forward at an alarming speed, his punch missed Allen when the other rolled out of the way, the hole in the wall was telling of what would've happened if the shorter male hadn't moved. Pulling his hand out, he gave the other an almost annoyed look.

     "I told you--" He shot lightning from his hand, Allen just barely jumping away before he was on him. "That's not my name."

Gripping the front of Allen's trench coat he slammed the other against the wall, the white haired teen gasped as the breath was knocked out of him. Brushing his bangs back, black stigmatas were shown against fair skin before they were covered again. Gripping Allen's innocence in a crushing hold, he leaned in close with a wide grin.