The Masked Boy

“Aw, is the Master worried about me? How absolutely revolting.” There’s no bite to his words, just teasing as he emerges from the shadows and moves to sit beside her.

❛       did   you    just    lie     to     her/him/them?      ❜

❛       you    lied    about    it,      didn’t    you?       ❜

❛       did     you     sleep     with     him/her/them?     ❜

❛       did    you     tell     our     enemy     about    us    working    together?      ❜

❛       why    did    you    save   me?       ❜

❛       why    did    you     really    come    back?      ❜

❛       tell    me    why     you     did    it!      ❜

❛       why     did     you     say    that     about   me?      ❜

❛       did     you    really    say    all    that    stuff    about    me?     ❜

❛       do    you    have     feelings    for   me?      ❜

❛       did    you    miss    me    at    all?       ❜

❛        why    did     you     do     that     to     us  …     to    me?     ❜

❛        why    didn’t     you     tell     me     sooner?      ❜

❛        how     long     have    you     known?       ❜

❛        did    you    do     it?       did     you    kill    him/her/them?      ❜

❛       did    you    go    behind   my    back    and    find     information    out     on    me?    ❜

❛        how     did    you     find    out?      ❜

❛        what    other     secrets    are    you    keeping    from   me?      ❜

❛        you    don’t     trust    me,      do    you?       ❜

❛        why    did    you    leave?       ❜

❛        why     can’t     i     come    with    you?      ❜

❛       did    you    love     her/him/them?      ❜

❛       who    told    you    about     this?       ❜

❛       why    would    you    let    me    find    out    from    someone   else?     ❜

❛       why     won’t     you     make    a     move?       ❜

❛       are    you     telling    people    about    us?      ❜

❛       have    you    ever    told    me    one    truth?       ❜

❛       do    you    plan    to    pretend    like    nothing    happened?      ❜

❛        what    are    we?      ❜

❛       what    are    you?       ❜

❛       who    do    you    think    you    are?      ❜

❛       why    not     just     tell    the    truth?      ❜

❛       do    you    ever    …     think    of    me?        ❜

❛       what    do    you    want    from    me?       ❜

❛       are    we    team   mates    now?      ❜

❛        how    long    do    you    think    that    will     last?      ❜

❛        did    you    do    it?      ❜

❛       did     you     think    i     wouldn’t    find   out?      ❜

❛       was    you    ever    planning    on    telling    me?      ❜

❛       is    that    how    you    really    feel?      ❜

❛       i    overheard    your     conversation   ….       ❜

❛       so,     you     aren’t     coming    back?      ❜

❛       when    did    it     happen?     how?       ❜

❛        was    it    fast?       did    they/she/he     suffer?      ❜

❛       how     come    i     didn’t    know     about    any    of      this?      ❜

❛        i    overheard    my    name    in     your    conversation  …      ❜

❛        how    long    have    you     been    playing    both    sides?      ❜

“Oh please, don’t stroke your own ego too much.” He nudges him with a roll of his eyes, though he’s still grinning as he does so. “Most of my villagers remind me of one guardian of light or a other. Kyle is only my favorite because he was the most tolerable. Just like how I don’t want to strangle you every time you open your mouth.” He turns his head to look at Riku, head tilting slightly as he studies him.

“Kyle definitely has better style than you, though. You can’t compete there.”

“Hey! Look who’s talking!” He brings a hand to his chest in mock injury, letting out a wounded gasp. Truly this was a betrayal of the highest degree, a wound that would cut deep–

" Oh I'm so sorry, how could I be so cruel?" He puts a hand over his mouth, feigning a look of shock at his own words as Riku shoves at his shoulder. His hand does little to hide his absolute shit-eating grin as he speaks, though.

“It was a tragedy. He will be dearly missed.”

When Riku moves closer, he turns the Switch slightly so he can see better, giving a nod in response. “Yeah, the animals are the villagers, and this is my character.” He points his black-clad avatar out with a grin. “The villager I lost was Kyle. He reminded me of you.” He glances at him briefly before looking back at the console. “I missed a few days of playing for a mission and he decided to move out during that time.”

“Aw.. You’re so cute.” He smiles at the little in game avatar, seeing the resemblance right away. Clad in nothing but black, somehow looks like he’s smirking but with an attitude..

Yeah, that’s Vani alright.

"Oh please, don't stroke your own ego too much." He nudges him with a roll of his eyes, though he's still grinning as he does so. "Most of my villagers remind me of one guardian of light or a other. Kyle is only my favorite because he was the most tolerable. Just like how I don't want to strangle you every time you open your mouth." He turns his head to look at Riku, head tilting slightly as he studies him.

“Hey, don’t blame me. Blame dear, sweet Ventus for showing me the joy and sorrow of Animal Crossing.” Vanitas shoots back, a small grin making it’s way onto his face as he glances at Riku. He currently has his Switch in hand, the cheerful music sounding from the speakers.

“I just lost one of my favorite villagers. Let me mourn in peace.”

“Oh I’m sooo sorry, that’s tragic. I’m sorry for your loss.”

"It was a tragedy. He will be dearly missed."

Meme! | accepting!

Riku stares at first, blinking once, twice, before making a face. His nose wrinkles slightly, a smile creeping up on his face.

"Hey, don't blame me. Blame dear, sweet Ventus for showing me the joy and sorrow of Animal Crossing." Vanitas shoots back, a small grin making it's way onto his face as he glances at Riku. He currently has his Switch in hand, the cheerful music sounding from the speakers.

If you are afraid to talk to me because you are under the impression I’m too cool for you, please don’t be.

Not only are preventing yourself from talking to someone who you think is cool you are preventing me from talking to a cool person and making friends and I like friends.