From Thursday to Sunday, I’ll be in Pennsylvania. I might not get a chance to be on often, but I’ll try to be! I’ll be on sporadically tonight, too, because I must pack. But yeah, just an announcement.
Send me an ask if I owe you anything!))
You put your hand behind her back and push your lips against hers, into a long kiss.
Did that help, Advvoca?
>you squeak and tense up for a second, only to relax and smile kissing him back tenderly.
I… I think that did~
Good, good.
You keep kissing her, smoothly and passionately.
Noww, of course, rainchecks do take interest. Am I correct
Yes, yes you do. But you should remember, Advvoca.
You walk in much closer, nearly a foot apart.
Damn it, Redglare. Should I jog your memory?
>Oh god, you’re certain that you’re just dripping everywhere… This is so embarrassing.
P-Please do… I. I’m..
You put your hand behind her back and push your lips against hers, into a long kiss.
Did that help, Advvoca?
I do, Advvoca.
You tilt your head towards her and chuckle a little.
Anyhoww…I still believve you owwe me a raincheck.
>Oh god his voice his being his everything you’re going to DIE
I-I think I do. Can’t remember on what, but I’m certain I do…
Yes, yes you do. But you should remember, Advvoca.
You walk in much closer, nearly a foot apart.
Damn it, Redglare. Should I jog your memory?
>Gasp and try to keep it from being so obvious about what’s happening with you
Ah, well. It IS a Monday~ That should offer some hints, right~?
>you giggle nervously.
A-and you know my name is Advoca…
I do, Advvoca.
You tilt your head towards her and chuckle a little.
Anyhoww…I still believve you owwe me a raincheck.
Quite wwonderful, thank you vvery much.
You gave her a small wink.
Wwhat do you mean by wwell enough, though?
Oh, I’m just a bit… Warm. It’s been a strange day, I must admit. But nothing to fret about~
>you try to smile and look like nothing has happened.
I knoww that’s not the truth.
You smirk and laugh with her, leaning forward.
Damn it, Redglare, just tell me wwhat is so strange about it.
You smirk as you sensed her reaction.
Wwell then, Advvoca. Howw do you do?
>why are all of your friends rude and perverted…
I. Um. I’m doing well enough. Thank you. And how about you, Atreus?
Quite wwonderful, thank you vvery much.
You gave her a small wink.
Wwhat do you mean by wwell enough, though?
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Damn it, Redglare. You’re mine.>shudder and clamp your hand over your mouth that did not just happen why is this even you can’t that felt good but DAMN IT ALL.
A-ah, w-well. Um. I… okay.
You smirk as you sensed her reaction.
Wwell then, Advvoca. Howw do you do?
You harp on your elders as wwell. I havve beheld more secrets of the univverses, and understand much more than you can evven begin to comprehend, despite my age compartivve to yours.
As for failures? I gavve her permission to stay wwith you. I allowwed you to take care of her, wwhere I wwould intervvene wwhen necessary. My fault? I think not. As for her incapability, I can see to that if she does not recovver on her owwn.
As for lovved ones, your lack of emotion is foolish. Wwhat is the point of livving, if you cannot feel? Afraid of losing wwhoevver they held dear? It is because they are better than you.
I imagine this entire debate ovver my straying from your ideals is provviding you the kind of attention that you cravve so much. Howw vvery predictable. You wwant to provve howw you are “better” than I? Name any wway you can.
I )(ave no elders besides Doc Scratc)(, Lord -Englis)(, and Gl’bgolyb. But none of t)(em are trolls now are t)(ey? S)(e was in YOUR c)(arge w)(en s)(e was )(urt, not mine. S)(e said you would take care of )(er, and you obviously let )(er get beaten and )(orrendously abused to suc)( a point s)(e can’t even remember t)(e damned sweep.
Stop making excuses for yourself, you act big and strong but all you know is t)(at you know not)(ing. You are still a naive c)(ild to me and yet you continue to parade around as some all knowing god. T)(at seems more foolis)( to me t)(an anyt)(ing else.
I DO )(ave feelings, just not positive ones ot)(er t)(an t)(e sweet satisfaction of watc)(ing you continue to )(umiliate yourself. It’s quite a stunning display really. A lost bird t)(at )(asn’t even learned to fly is w)(at you are.
Humiliating myself? You are twwisting wwords to your owwn liking, despite wwhat I explicitly state. You say I let her. No, I did not. I let her stay wwith you, as you said that you wwould keep her safe. And as soon as she comes under such mental pressures, you abandon wwhat you stood by earlier and attempt to throww it on me. Howw typical. And evven so, I wwill fix your mistakes, Condesce.
You yourself lovve making up false information, don’t you? I do not pretend. I knoww that I do not knoww all, but I am pretty close to that levvel, Crudelis.
Howwevver, despite all your incessent ramblings and false, accusations, I wwould like to remind you that anything is possible. Some things are probable. This is wwhat is. And I, as I alwways has, wwill continue to deal wwith wwhat is.
Until it is no more.
