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salty:

              “ … you’re really fuckin’ pissin’ me off, y’know ? “

         The intrusive nature of every question, every bout of interest that would slip          from the boy’s mouth had Irezumi grinding his teeth in irritation, a scowl painted          on his features as he leaned in almost threateningly close. However, despite the          slight malicious edge to his behavior, it did not linger, & he huffed out a sigh, a          change in aura apparent by the newly-formed disinterest that had unexpectedly          settled atop his features. Regardless of his words, Irezumi did not turn to leave,          simply finding better comfort in less preferable company than in solitude.

[✛] “Ｗhy didn’t you say so...?” [✛]

Was he acting dumb? Maybe. He somehow felt he was wearing the other boy’s patience thin. This was proven right, by how he leaned closer- Vice didn’t even blink, he simply kept staring and staring, as if he could find answers to his unspoken questions. A small smile returned to his features though. He wouldn’t be left alone. Did he make a friend? He truly hoped so. A new quest hung in front of his eyes now; he had to make his new friend happy again. Or at least, calm enough that they could hold a decent conversation. A conversation, that would ease his never ending thirst for knowledge. 

[✛] “Ｄo you want to ask questions of me now? It would be fair like that.” [✛]

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[✛] "Ａh....this heat is...disturbing...” [✛]

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Oh yeah before I forget I’ll sadly be going on a hiatus again (this time not because I’m being a sad sack of shit), we are going to a camp with my parents, that’ll last an entire week. There’s wifi there, so I might be lurking. We are leaving on Saturday, so I’ve got time until then!

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Sir:

“Great! It’s good that they didn’t call you anything offensive, though.” 

🔫: Show him something today? Well, if there was free time, He was sure he could think of something to show him. Something new, something he hasn’t seen before. Perhaps the new movie he bought would do. T’was a 1-hour documentary film about the supernatural. It received good reviews and he had been planning to watch it soon. It could have some new tactics that he could use for his job. Why not watch it now with a friend? It would be more interesting than solo. He looked to the direction of Vice and asked.

“Well, if you don’t need to yet, We could watch this new film I bought, Interested?”

[✛] “Ａ film…?” [✛]

His pale lips stretched into a small smile. He had heard of these films before, occasionally, when he’d sneak into people’s rooms in motels, breaking every law about personal property, he would read notes and diaries. A few of them would mention ‘going to the cinema’ or ‘watching a film’. It seemed like a common activity between humans; obviously, he ached to know more, and to experience it firsthand. If they enjoyed it so much, then it had to be entertaining!

[✛] “Ｍ hm..! Yes, I am very interested!” [✛]

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Shout at my muse to see how they respond:

"I shouldn’t be in love with you!"

"It’s not fair!"

"I could kill you right now!"

"Knock it off!"

"Screw you!"

"You’re a complete moron!"

"I love this song!"

"Bring that here!"

"I hate you!"

"I’m pissed off!"

"Make me!"

"I wish you’d never been born!"

"I bought ice cream!"

"Kiss my ass!"

"Shut up!"

"I can’t do it anymore!"

"Take me home!"

"Just kiss me already!

"I can't be in love with you!"

"I can't believe this!"

"Piss off!"

"I wish things were that simple!"

"I love you!"

"Jump off a bridge!"

"You’re so hot!"

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rude..:

              “ –someone scarrin’ my eyes?             yeah, it fuckin’ hurt.“

         The number of questions being thrown left and right was most          definitely beginning to aggravate him, especially because of the          other’s childish nature, though that wasn’t something he ought          to be complaining about considering the fact that he was, in the          end, speaking to what he assumed to be a child. Tucking away          his hands within the pockets of his jeans, Irezumi met the boy’s          eyes with a bit of a grimace, speaking after a brief silence.

                                      “ ‘m done talkin’. you’re a nosy brat,                                                                              –y’know that? “

[✛] “Ｗhy did they hurt you － ” [✛]

Now that was rude. He wasn’t exactly sure what brat meant, but from the tone he used, he could guess it was nothing that should be taken as a compliment. Not to mention, that grimace looked anything but friendly too. It didn’t bother him, but what did upset him was that he wanted to stop talking and leave him. That was something he couldn’t allow to happen. He had questions he wanted answers for, no matter what it took. Taking a step closer to Irezumi, he stared up at him, crimson hues curious as ever. 

[✛] “Ａw...but...I was having fun...please don’t go.” [✛]

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[✛] “Ｍy true feelings..? I always do that. I see no reason why I should lie about my feelings...But if you say that it works, then it has to work.”  [✛]

He honestly wasn’t that bothered by people calling him names. The intent behind those mean words didn’t come across to him; not to mention they weren’t even mean words. He was merely confused, why people would call boy, covered in stitches and marks ‘cute’.

[✛] “Ｙes...! Are you going to show me something today too? I don’t wanna go home yet...” [✛]

 “Ah, that’s not, Just ignore their stares and show them you’re true feelings. If you do that,    I’m sure you’ll get a chance.“  “And if you do feel lonely, you have me and your family, right?.” 

🔫: Himuro remembered that he never met Vice’s family. He wondered what they were like, to allow the boy get all those piercings and tattoos, They must be really kind to allow their kid to express himself unlike most parents these days. 

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So do you like playing Uno or something

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I love your style, will you draw satyr vice from fleshchild?((I'm so sorry request suddenly ;e ;;

wwwww thank you <3i dont mind!! tbh im surprised i havent drawn this effect already as vice is my forever bae

HOPE THIS IS OKAY ;;;

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kind!:

🔫: “Well child, you do look a bit… intimidating, Nothing we can do though, just ignore them, I suppose”

[✛] “Okay...I guess I can..do that...wouldn’t I be lonely then?” [✛]    

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troublemaker:

                “ –got in a fight. “

           Although his expression seemed to portray a mild irritation, the            reality of the situation wasn’t quite as simple. It was clear he‘d            no intention of elaborating, an odd silence settling between the            pair only briefly before the boy chose to carry on with the rest            of his explanation.                                              “ got tattoos on top of ‘em.                                       …looks cooler that way. “

[✛] "Ｄid it hurt?" [✛]

The more he spoke, the more confident he sounded. His questions ought to become bolder, as his curiosity was bound to get the best of him. He wanted to know. Know, how painful it would be to have your marks tattooed on, how much pain could he bear, whether he was human or not; if not, what was he? Should he fear him? The silence bothered him. Why wouldn’t he speak right away?

His small head filled up to the brim with questions. And he planned on getting an answer to all of them. 

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[✛] “Ｙaawn....      I...slept in....mmmh..." [✛]

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My head cleared up somewhat so..I can officially announce my hiatus. Some of you might have noticed I haven’t been too active lately, and my writing has seen better days too. Getting on my blog has become a chore, rather than something I’d enjoy. I’ll try to gather myself back up while I’m away, I’m not sure how long that’ll take. This hiatus won’t affect too many people but..yeah.

See you all soon

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sir:

🔫: “Do you happen to recall doing anything bad? Or anything seemingly suspicious?” 

[✛]＂Ｎothing that would make then call me cute...I think...＂ [✛]

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rest your weary flesh now, child 。。。

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i love this game more than my life

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what?:

             “ –ah. hey, that’s cheating. “

           Caught off guard by the sudden contact, he pulled back, a            slight pout to his expression. How irritating… He’d have to            explain the marks now, and the idea alone wasn’t terribly            pleasant. Huffing out a quick sigh, he shifted restlessly on            his feet and met the stranger’s gaze with narrowed eyes.

                                     “ it’s both– tattoos over the scars. “

[✛] ＂Ｙou didn’t say there were rules...＂ [✛]

Drawing his hands back, he touched his own marks- for confirmation, maybe. They definitely felt different, and when he pulled his fingers away, they were tainted. Very different...But why would he tattoo such thing on his face? Did he want to be one of them? That was impossible. Dare he say, crazy. Drifting away in his own thoughts, he didn’t quite realize he caused discomfort to the stranger. Whoops. Whilst the other boy seemed troubled, he was completely unaffected. 

[✛] ＂Ｏh...where did you get them from...?＂ [✛]