#obscuro

Ayer alguien me chuleeo asi que decidí profundizar en esta idea. (Aparte tambien que volví al sai2 por falta de presupuesto y necesitaba acostumbrarme)

Yesterday someone flattered me, so I decided to delve deeper into this idea. (Also, I went back to SAI2 due to budget constraints and needed to get used to it.)

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Translation:

«tus ojos en mis dientes mis dientes en tus ojos»

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∆: dientes de siervo?

💫: dientes??

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∆: qué adorable tu primer grito...

-gritos telepáticos y bucales-

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Ford: no nada bueno nunca viene de juntarse con él...

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Dippo: asqueroso...

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💫: por qué lo sientes el león no tienen forma de diente o de león??

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LORE. \|/ ABAJO

The Hunger, 2023.

Mas não tira os olhos de mim

E ela me odeia por isso

Por saber que na sua vida

A prioridade sempre será eu

Um lugar preenchido que não vai ser esvaziado por você

Mas vai foi esvaziado por mim

Bem longe na minha

Longe do que você pensou que seria

Ela te ama mesmo a ponto de me odiar?

Por eu ser exatamente o que você sempre desejou

E ela ser apenas o que você encontrou?

Passa tempo ou consolo?

Por não ter o amor da sua vida ao seu lado?!

Vai ser algo difícil de pausar

Afinal não estou por perto

Mas o vazio que eu deixo

Ninguém consegue ocupar

@wolfstarmicrofic March 3, word count 218

Sirius cast Obscuro on himself. A soft blindfold wrapped itself around his head, obscuring his vision. 

“Alright, James, let me have it!” He yelled into the air as he carefully balanced on his broom. 

James released the bludger and watched as the ball shot towards his friend. Sirius didn’t even raise his bat before it hit him. He was launched backwards off his broom as the bludger struck him in the chest. 

He woke up in the hospital wing, Remus holding his hand. 

“Moony,” He croaked. “You came to see me.”

“Of course I did. How are you feeling?” Remus asked sweetly. 

“Not too bad. All things considered. Ribs are a bit sore.” He said as he poked a finger into his side and winced. 

“What about you’re head? Is that okay?” Sirius moved his head, checking for injury. 

“Nope, feels fine.” He told Remus. 

“How about now?” Remus said as he whacked the back of Sirius’s head with his hand.

“Oi!” Sirius rubbed his head angrily. “What was that for?!”

“Don’t you ever make me worry like that again!” Remus growled at him. Sirius suddenly looked very small.

“Sorry, Moony.” He mumbled, fiddling with his bedsheet. 

Olá, meu nick é Juju ou Julian ou Jujuba, eu, uh,... desenho ocasionalmente. Eu acho.