Trolls Of The Rainbow

If you are awake right now, what time is it there and what are you thinking about?

so, vwvwvwvwhat made you decide to approach me and my vwvw-ing self?

vwvwvwvwvwvwvwvwas it as fun as youd hoped? zz:p

so, vwvwvwvwhat made you decide to approach me and my vwvw-ing self?

vwvwvwvwvwvw???????? hi there?

vwho are you? vwvw???

im cronus but most people call me rd nice to meet you vvod- vwvwvw zz:P

vwvwvwvwvwvw???????? hi there?

vwho are you? vwvw???

vwvwvwvwvwvwvwvwvw

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vwvwvw?

wwww vvv WWWWWWWWW

vwvwvwvwvwvw???????? hi there?

vwvwvwvwvwvwvwvwvw

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vwvwvw?

You practically snarl and bite down hard onto his shoulder; so hard that your teeth pierce his skin and you taste his royal blood in your mouth. “There. Marked.” You growl, fairly proud of yourself. You’re upset he’s not marked up by you anymore, so it’s about time you fix that. Leave a few scars like everyone’s left on you.

Cronus gasped, and he couldn’t help the shiver that ran through his body. He slapped him on the back of his head, and pushed him away so he could assess the damage to his shoulder. “That fucking hurts, you moron.” Cronus didn’t care about it hurting, he just wanted to complain about something.

You stumble away a little, but quickly catch your footing and return his scowl with a smirk. “That vwas the point, fuckface. Howv am I supposed to provwe you’re my property if I can’t evwen mark you up?”

vwell i mean, you got a mouth, i got a bulge, it all vworks out.

im pretty sure thats the polluted vwaters talking, poisonblood. go do a cleanse and talk to me vwhen your brain aint fucked up anymore. granted, it might be a fewv svweeps before youre thinkin like a normal troll again, but hey, vworth a shot.

get bent.

hate you too, sugarlips.

vwell i mean, you got a mouth, i got a bulge, it all vworks out.

oh of course, ill believwe that. you vwere vwaiting for me for months. clearly youre smitten, heh. i vwould be flattered if you vwerent such a fuckin thorn in my side.

vwhatewver, if you had any brains at all you vwould knowv that i am a pleasure to be around and that you are the thorn in my side.

im pretty sure thats the polluted vwaters talking, poisonblood. go do a cleanse and talk to me vwhen your brain aint fucked up anymore. granted, it might be a fewv svweeps before youre thinkin like a normal troll again, but hey, vworth a shot.

“I vwas in hell for months. I vwant to get back to claiming vwhat’s mine, obvwiously.” You bite at his throat again, this time much harder than before, and let out a quiet huff. 

Cronus hissed, he moved one of his hands to tangle in the lowbloods hair, giving it a slight tug. “I don’t remember you evwer claiming anythin’, there’s definitely no marks to provwe you wvere ewver here. So you’re clearly just here to cop a feel, it’s fine, no need to lie about it.”

You practically snarl and bite down hard onto his shoulder; so hard that your teeth pierce his skin and you taste his royal blood in your mouth. “There. Marked.” You growl, fairly proud of yourself. You’re upset he’s not marked up by you anymore, so it’s about time you fix that. Leave a few scars like everyone’s left on you.

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