#weebmuses

︵‿۶ৎ 𝓐‿ "can i call you my friend ?" 🍓 a thingamabobs for @weebmuses .ᐟ

It's not very effective. In fact, he just smirks at her now that he's hot AND wet.

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❝ There's . . . a feeding season? ❞

"Hey!" She says. A look of shock crosses her face, but her demeanor quickly eases into laughter. "That was unfair and you know it." Wendy wouldn't call herself a sore loser exactly, but she wasn't one to accept defeat easily either. "This game sucks, just by the way." Or maybe this was just one thing she couldn't naturally excel at. "Besides, we're not done yet, so—don't get too excited."

Purple  eyes  answered  with  the  negative,  almost  immediately,  wordlessly.  He  shouldn’t  take  too  much  upon  his  own  fragile  shoulders  as  he  could  settle  down  an  entire  situation  by  himself,  he  was  perfectly  aware  of  that.  He  won’t  been  able  to  settle  down  current  circumstances  as  he  desired  by  a  snap  of  fingers,  neither  even  by  managing  to  doing  more  than  what  has  been  requested  to  him,  and  achieved  to  protecting  beyond  everyone  he  wanted  to  protect.  Besides,  it  was  rarely  the  case,  doesn’t  it?  In  middle  of  a  fight,  no  matter  how  brave  he  was  fighting,  how  hoping  he  remained,  he  would  been  forced  to  face  death  in  one  way  or  another,  or  causing  damages  and  distress  towards  someone  else’s  face,  and  risking  himself  to  get  killed.  As  simple  thoughtfulness  was  able  to  answering  her,  in  which  there  was  consciousness  she  would  read  beyond  that  gaze,  he  wasn’t  sure  what  to  expressing  for  been  reassuring  enough.  ❝   Not  yet.  ❞  He  finally  confessed  as  there  was  no  possibility  of  a  smile  to  appear  in  his  face.  ❝   Many  things  has  been  eating  on  my  mind,  and  it  has  keep  me  awake,  even  if  it’s  an  inflicted  self-pressure I impose to myself.  ❞