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making my oc in dragon age bcause i am down so bad for her

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also. just so i don't explode and spam the dash w/ a bunch of asks- tysm to the people who sent in those positivity prompts. means a lot to me that sm of you enjoy my writing, and portrayal.

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something something boothills nature as a cyborg making him less susceptible to mental manipulation and the effects of possession or pathokenisis … hmm

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i’m trying to start a new life .

          She  gives  him  company,  again,  in  this  dank  undercroft.  A  basement,  where  his  keeper  tends  to  his  'projects'  whenever  he  sees  fit.  Call  it  whatever  you  like,  this  was  effectively  a  prison,  albeit  of  his  own  making.  Jericho  had  asked  for  this;  held  the  good  doctor  at  gunpoint.  Told  him  to  make  him  into  something  brutal,  and  cold-  and  so  he  did.  A  willing  victim,  a  body  to  experiment  on,  fallen  right  into  his  lap.

He  has  never  really  spoken  to  her.  Nina  talks  a  lot,  too  much  at  times.  And  he  oft  sits  in  brooding  silence,  listens,  as  he  tries  to  ignore  the  pain  that  comes  with  his  unfinished  body.  And  he  has  done  much  the  same  now.  Sitting...  quiet,  glaring  at  a  spot  in  the  floor.

'  i'm  trying  to  start  a  new  life.  '

Why  tell  him?  A  better  question,  why  here?  Zaun  is  a  shithole,  a  mess-  left  in  shambles  beneath  the  glamor  of  Piltover.  Maybe  she's  trying  to  get  out.  Suppose  though  he's  not  so  different  (  what  would  all  this  be,  if  not  him  trying  to  start  over  from  something  else  ).  And...  for  the  first  time,  since  the  two  have  met.  He  mutters  low.  "  Me  too.  "  hand  taking  hold  of  a  heavier  tub,  attached  to  him  somewhere  from  the  center  of  his  back.  "  Tryin  to.  Anyway.  Not  the  best  place  fer  it  I  reckon...  "

𝑫𝑼𝑺𝑻𝒀 𝑻𝑶𝒀𝑩𝑶𝑿 / @prfumer

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boothill  …  truth or dare ? / from caelus !

          Truth  or  dare...  hm.  He's  never  played.  He  gambles  enough  with  his  life  and  the  lives  of  others-  when  judgement  comes  knocking.  Caelus'  intention  seems  harmless  enough  though-  so  he  flashes  a  smile,  and  tilts  his  head.  On  the  one  hand;  he  could  do  whatever  it  was  asked  of  him.  His  body  is  durable  as  they  come,  and  it's  made  him  a  bit  of  a  daredevil.  Reckless  in  everything  he  does,  everywhere  he  goes.  Put  through  unimaginable  extremes,  and  come  out  of  each  just  fine.  He's  shameless  as  they  come  too.  It'd  take  a  lot  of  effort  to  bring  a  flush  to  his  cheeks.

And  yet...  on  the  other  hand.  He  doubts  the  trailblazer  would  be  so  bold,  as  to  pry  into  any  truth  too  heavy.  But  there  is  the  risk  of  discomforting  silence,  that  would  no  doubt  follow  anything  too...  personal.

He's  thinking  about  it  all  too  much.  Caelus  has  yet  given  him  any  reason  to  doubt  their  intent.  So  it  is  with  a  huff  of  laughter,  he  leans  back  in  his  seat.  Legs  cross  so  a  heel  can  rest  atop  his  knee.  "  And  if  I  do  this,  I  get  t'ask  ya  the  same?  That's  how  this  works,  right?  "  asked  as  a  hand  comes  up,  to  itch  at  the  line  of  his  jaw.  "  'Spose  I'll  pick  dare  this  go  'round,  partner.  "

𝑫𝑼𝑺𝑻𝒀 𝑻𝑶𝒀𝑩𝑶𝑿 / @ilstar

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tfw my brother's food aggressive dog steals and eats a potato off the counter while i rush to the bathroom- and it's my fault. like i ?? am sorry ur dog like to eat everything she can get her mouth on. rghhghghh my moods been rlly garbage all day but being treated like it was my fault. like i did it intentionally, or like im stupid for thinking i can step away for 5 minutes- flips my house like a table. he also threatened me with vet bills if she gets sick. like my brother it is a potato.... a small potato.

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I went to stupid bitch island and everybody knew you

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↪     ᵗʰᵉ 𝑫𝑼𝑺𝑻𝒀 𝑻𝑶𝒀𝑩𝑶𝑿 .    (  a  collection  of  various unsorted sentence starters .  adjust  phrasing  as  necessary .   no longer updating .  )

why are you here ?

drive .  drive fast .

i think we should make an informed decision .

are you coming or not ?

you’ve been avoiding me .

[ name ] ,  what were you thinking ?

this should be your priority .

let me hold you for a minute .

get out of my way .  i won’t tell you again .

that wasn’t supposed to happen .

can you keep a secret ?

i don’t know what i did to deserve you .

you seriously think i could’ve done something like that ?

you’re safe with me .

sorry isn’t good enough .

where is all this coming from ?

who told you about that ?

sorry i’m late ,  i got caught up .

you’re being paranoid .

why are you looking at me like that ?

you’re the single most important thing to me .

all i’m asking is that you hear me out .

whatever they told you ,  it’s a lie .

we shouldn’t stick around here .

hold my hand ,  i don’t want to lose track of you .

[ name ]  …  truth or dare ?

i love you .  nothing’s gonna change that .

can you tell me what happened ?

you can’t come around here anymore .

back off ,  okay ?

what ,  you don’t have time for me anymore ?

you’re asking for too much .

i’m trying to start a new life .

what do you mean ,  you aren’t coming back ?

sometimes i think you must hate me .

why can’t we just talk about this ?

i know i fucked up ,  you can stop rubbing it in .

you’ve got quite a reputation .

i’m not usually like this ,  i’m sorry .

please ,  just let me explain myself .

i love watching you work .

we’re on the same team .

did you ever tell anyone ?

you’ve got a lot of explaining to do .

really funny ,  you’re very mature .

you call THAT a PLAN ?

can we get out of here ?

i thought things would be different .

this is not up for debate !

do whatever you have to do .

karma’s going to get you for that .

it could’ve been a lot worse .

i asked you to leave me out of this .

maybe it’s time to take a leap of faith .

i never want to see you again .

can you see how many fingers i’m holding up ?

i’m gonna be there when you get what’s coming to you .

you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me .

i’ve been waiting all night for this .

i told you not to contact me .

sometimes i really think you have a death wish .

what do you need ?  —  what can i do ?

i would do literally anything to keep you safe .

that was supposed to be a secret .

you haven’t called me that in years .

stop telling me to calm down !

we make a pretty good team .

i have so much i want to say to you .

i’m not going to let anyone hurt you .

can we please not do this right now ? 

wait ,  wait  …  just breathe for a second .

how are you holding up ?

why don’t you stay the night ?  i’ll take the couch .

i don’t need your protection !

you’re not making this easier on yourself .

are you going to let me in ?

i’m supposed to be protecting you .

i will kill you if i have to .

do whatever you have to do .

this is going to hurt ,  i’m sorry .

what happened to you ,  where have you been ?!

there was nothing you could’ve done .

you’re all i need right now .

i don’t believe in love at first sight .

have you been following me ?

i need you to believe me .

what do you remember ?

i’m not a good person .

what the hell’s going on with you ?

you’re being followed .

just when i thought my day couldn’t be any worse .

i’ve been having weird dreams .

so you’ve been lying to me this whole time ?

are you trying to get us killed ?

this is the worst thing that’s ever happened to me .

i never asked for your help .

you’re being followed ,  pretend you know me .

why has it started to feel different with you ?

don’t worry ,  i have a plan .

i heard everything .

do you need to sit down ?

i have the right to know what’s going on .

i’ve just gotta catch my breath .

stay out of my business .

what did you think was going to happen ?!

don’t cause a scene .

tell me something about you that i don’t know .

can i buy you a drink ?

what if  …  we played spin the bottle ?

this was never a problem until  [ name ]  came around .

you can’t ask me to make that choice .

are you seeing anyone right now ?

i need you to listen to me ,  we don’t have long .

you’re lying ,  that doesn’t make any sense .

you look  …  stunning .

what are you trying to prove ?

who died and made you the boss of me ?

you can’t just show up here like this .

let me make it up to you .

there’s no way i’m leaving you like this .

can we stay like this ?  just for a little longer .

i don’t need you to fight for me .

so  …  you lied to me ?

you’re the only one that can help me .

i can’t help you if you won’t let me .

i never introduced myself ,  i’m [ name ] .

i expected more from you .

you have no idea who i am ,  do you ?

are you real ?  is this real ?

can i stay with you ?  just for the night .

you’re going to get yourself killed .

why did you help me ?

tell me what i can do to help .

pick a card ,  any card .

i never wanted any of this .

i love you .   you don’t have to say it back .

do you wanna get out of here ?

what the hell are you talking about ?

i should have trusted you .

get your head out of the clouds .

how is any of this MY fault ?!

what aren’t you telling me ?

i can’t help you if you won’t let me .

it’s never just one with you ,  is it ?

you’re not supposed to know about that .

shut your mouth .

i haven’t kissed you yet ,  today .

where is this coming from ?

come over here and make me ,  then .

keep lying to yourself ,  see where it gets you .

i’m not a bad person .

is that what you wanted to hear ?

we can’t be seen together .

i can’t give you what you want .

i need you to leave .

are you drunk ?

i’m here ,  i’m here .  i’m not going anywhere .

you might want to take a seat for this .

have you been listening to anything i’ve said ?

i haven’t heard from you in weeks .

you’re jealous ,  aren’t you ?

who do you think you’re talking to ?

what are you reading ?

you could’ve killed me !

come on ,  we don’t have time for this .

i just need ten minutes of silence .

really ?  that’s all you have to say ?

we could leave ,  you know .  go far away .

you don’t look too good .

i never want to see you again .

why can’t you just leave me alone ?

i thought you died .

you’ll do anything for attention .

give me another chance .

how’s the weather up there ?

all you do is hurt people !

i’m sorry ,  none of this makes sense .

you need to get out of here before anyone sees you .

i told you i didn’t want you around here .

is that supposed to be a threat ?

you’ve changed .

don’t look at me like that .

it’s a beautiful day ,  don’t you think ?

i did what i had to do .

you never know when to stop .

i’ve got to get home ,  it’s getting late .

i have nothing to prove to you .

stop LYING to me  …  all you do is lie .

you don’t have to be nice to everybody .

don’t tell me what to do .

pull your head out of the past .

nobody can help me .  i can’t even help me .

we are not talking about that right now .

are you new around here ?

you have no idea what you’re starting .

i’m gonna get us out of here .

whatever you came here to say ,  i don’t want to hear it .

everyone’s staring at us .

is there anything i can do to help ?

i won’t cause you any more trouble .

– just follow my instructions for once !

do you want to come in ?

i just didn’t know what to do .

you need rest ,  lie down .

i’m not who you think i am .

i don’t know what you want me to say .

you’re not like anyone else i’ve ever met .

i feel like i’m going insane .

stop asking ,  you’re not going to like my answer .

i didn’t want you to see me any differently .

i wish i knew what to say to you .

don’t give me that look ,  you know what i mean .

you should be afraid .

do you still love me ?

i never thought i’d get this far .

the world doesn’t revolve around you .

i need you to give me some space .

i know what you’re doing ,  don’t play games .

you left me to die .

i’m beyond repentance .

when are you going to get it through your head ?

i missed you more than i thought i would .

i’m in love with you .

what do you need from me ?

i’ll kill them ,   just say the word .

[ name ] ,   what are you doing here ?

how can i help ?

you’re pathetic .

i need you to come pick me up .

where have you been ?  it’s eleven o’clock .

i couldn’t live with myself if i let you get hurt .

i can’t just pretend it didn’t happen .

you’re a real piece of work .

do you remember how we first met ?

when did all of this fall apart ?

that’s not what i came here for .

i would do anything for you .

i don’t need you to hold my hand through this .

are you sure this is the right thing to do ?

can’t we try to pretend things are okay ?

what is THAT supposed to mean ?

you’re always late ,  what am i supposed to think ?

there’s nothing you can do to fix this .

you’re far too kind to me .

can we go now ?  like ,  right now ?

i have to do this alone .

where’s your common sense ?

we aren’t supposed to be in here .

can you feel my heartbeat ?

i think i’ve seen you around before .

why are you acting weird ?

i have a really bad feeling .

i hate seeing you like this .

how am i supposed to react to that ?

what do you want most in the world ?

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          Oh  she's  riled  up,  isn't  she?  Suppose  he  should  of  seen  the  signs  early  on;  every  touch  pointed,  intentional.  Coaxing  him  to  leave  with  her,  before  anyone  had  the  time  to  ask  where  they  were  going.  Fuji  was  on  him  the  moment  they  were  out  of  sight,  lips  brushing  against  skin,  metal-  it  didn't  matter  actually.  As  unlike  in  most  cases,  he  would  feel  it  regardless.  Thanks  of  course  to  her,  and  the  magic  she  weaves  as  easily  as  breathing.  He's  never  understood  it-  has  tried,  but  nothing  ever  stuck.  He  couldn't  use  it,  never  would.  Despite  the  fact  his  body  ran  entirely  off  of  it  now  (  a  ghost  anchored  to  metal  and  bone  through  intricate  rituals  ).

"  Baby-  y'know  I  struggle  with  the  silk...  "  he  huffs,  tilting  his  head  upwards  to  allow  her  room  to  do  as  she  likes.  Especially  when  he  couldn't  see.  Her  dress  was  more  complex  than  it  looked-  with  layers  to  it  all  bound  by  soft  ribbon,  and  bits  of  leather.  Beautiful,  gorgeous,  he  loved  it  and...  and...

She  tears  it  off  of  herself.

Jericho  is  too  stunned  to  act  immediately.  Flustered,  more  like.  His  hands  hovering  just  over  the  line  of  her  hips.  Brought  to  action  again,  only  when  she  speaks  again  of  turning  to  the  shelter  of  her  room.  It  wouldn't  be  the  first  time  they'd  lost  themselves  in  one  another  in  this  hall.  Against  a  door,  a  table,  a  wall  a-  well.  A  bed  would  definitely  be  more  comfortable  for  her,  wont  it?  "  Ya  got  me  fer  tonight,  tomorrow-  'n  the  day  after,  if  y'want.  "  he  promises.  As  both  hands  come  to  tuck  under  her  thighs,  lifting  her  to  wrap  them  around  his  middle.  He  knows  this  home  well;  very.  Enough  that  he  can  walk  them  both  through  it,  with  minimal  bumps  along  the  way.  Encouraging  her  to  close  what  little  space  they  have  between  each  other,  as  he  goes,  to  share  one  kiss  after  another.  "  For  whatever  ya  want.  "  he  speaks  low  against  her  lips,  narrowly  missing  a  stand  just  outside  the  room.

It  takes  a  moment,  but  as  soon  as  he  has  the  door  open-  he  wastes  no  time.  Turning  himself,  so  he  falls  back  on  the  bed  with  her  on  top.

JERICHO   HAS   OFTEN   SAID   SHE   WAS   A   FORCEFUL   LITTLE   THING       when   it   came   to   these   needy   urges.   and   with   plenty   of   blood   in   her   body,   what   would   be   a   dull   little   warmth,   is   now   a   raging   fire   deep   at   her   core.   one   she   desperately   seeks   relief   from,   he   calls,   he   comments,   jericho   try   to   reign   in   some   manner   of   control   but   again,   fuji   has   always   been   a   forceful   little   thing.

“    you're   lucky   i   had   the   patience   to   even   get   us   home,   jericho.    ”       she   spoke   against   his   neck,   already   peeling   off   his   jacket       -    as   if   that   served   any   further   purpose,   he   was   a   man   of   metal.   jericho   was   a   man   of   metal,   yes,   but   to   fuji,   none   of   that   truly   mattered.   not   when   the   magic   that   coursed   through   her   veins   allowed   him   to   feel   pleasure   beyond   the   physical   plane.   like   a   lull   of   a   melody,   a   hymn   to   his   core,   his   mind   all   for   her   to   play   with   in   this   little   space   of   theirs.   fuji   would   have   him   panting   and   begging   for   more.     slow   down,   hang   on    .   .   .     it's   always   something,   isn't   it?   when   he   takes   his   hat   off,   fuji   huffs   and   kisses   the   only   flesh   she   could   reach   upon   his   neck,   lets   a   fang   catch   onto   skin   and   hum   against   him   when   jericho   is   already   trying   to   remove   her   dress.       “    again,   jericho?   troubled   by   a   few   ribbons?    ”

when   she   looks   up   to   him,   she   kisses   his   chin   all   while   claws   easily   tear   flimsy   fabric   from   her   person,   the   ribbons   were   nothing   under   her   touch.   parts   of   her   dress   already   falling   open,   where   laced   sections   are   already   losing   their   seam.   unable   to   hold   together,   fuji   cares   not,   it   can   be   repaired.   whether   by   hand   or   by   magic,   everything   they   have   destroyed   in   their   fervor   has   always   been   fixed.       “    focus   on   getting   me   to   the   room,   hm?    ”       when   she   says   this,   after   plucking   the   ribbon   from   her   hair,   allowing   dark   tresses   to   spill   over   shoulder   and   backside.   it   is   easy   to   persuade   him   with   all   but   a   touch    -    hands   smoothing   over   his   shoulders,   she   has   always   been   a   commanding   individual   when   there   was   something   she   wanted.   and   right   now,   fuji   wanted   to   have   fun,   with   her   love   in   the   space   of   their   room   and   enjoy   every   inch   of   each   other.   to   the   fullest,   for   as   long   as   the   night   will   last   for   them.

“    i   want   to   spend   every   second   of   tonight   with   you.   leave   a   few   hours   open   for   me?    ”

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          He  has...  never  actually  considered  what  his  companions  would  be  gifted  at.  Well,  outside  of  battle,  of  the  comfort  they  once  provided  for  his  late  daughter.  What  N  says,  strikes  him  with  a  pang  of...  of...  guilt?  Truffle  wasn't  even  a  name  he  had  chosen  for  his  Krookodile.  N  had  given  it  to  her,  and  she  loved  it-  he  could  tell.  "  I  didn't  know  that.  No...  "  makes  sense  when  he  thinks  about  it.  When  she  was  a  Sandile  she'd  been  digging  up  all  manner  of...  stuff,  on  the  ranch.  Makes  him  realize  he's  forgotten  the  more,  interpersonal  parts  of  being  a  trainer.  Shame  on  Jericho for that. " I dunno... "

Jericho  takes  and  turns  the  charm  in  his  hand.  Where'd  she  even  find  it?  He  hesitates,  clearly,  before  looking  back  to  N.  "  Anythin'  else  'bout  my  pokemon  I  should  know?  They've  all  taken  a  real  shine  t'ya  after  all...  "

     ❝     i’m not     ...     entirely sure what it is,     ❞     or what it’s made of but it looks vaguely important——     perhaps a charm that had fallen off of someone’s necklace?     it seems plausible:     in the shape of an abnormally plump pikachu.     in the likeness of someone’s beloved pet?     who knows.     either way,     it’s in @hatefueled’s grasp now.     ❝     truffle found it while we were out,     i thought you’d like to see it.     she was insistent on taking it back to you——      she’s particularly talented at finding objects,     were you aware of that?     ❞     ♡!

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"Haaaah ?? You really have an affinity in making things be more difficult than they already are....-" he mumbles under his breath in frustration as he taps the heel of his newly purchased boots with impatience. And to think he thought that with these, he would have a better advantage with leveling their height difference... Now that embarrassing wiggly scene will make it's grandiose appearance once again as he attempts to balance his weight around the high heel of his boots all in order to give him a kiss.

But on the jawline.

He immediately frowns upon facing defeat, but not before calling out Boothill first . "Can't you try helping me ??" standing and doing nothing, the audacity! he came dressed with his best fit for you and all you do is stand there looking smug for nothing ! / Kashuu

          He  has  been  told,  on  more  than  one  occasion,  that  he  is  much  too  tall  for  his  own  good.  Becoming  what  he  is  now  has  only  contributed  to  it.  Added  height  with  the  addition  of  permanent  heels,  adorned  with  spinning  spurs.  Despite  knowing  (  or  believing  he  knows  )  what  Kashuu  is  after-  he  doesn't  move.  Watches  first,  as  he  begins  to  fuss  over  his  miscalculation.  It's  charming,  draws  a  little  smile  from  the  cowboy-  teeth  displayed  between  subtly  parted  lips.  And  Boothill  appears  much  too  smug  then,  when  the  kiss  misses  it's  mark.  Planted  against  the  rough  line  of  his  jaw,  as  his  head  tilts  slightly  in  the  other  direction.  Teasing,  yes,  he's  teasing.

"  Hmm...  "  visible  eye  roaming  up,  to  the  side,  then  down.  Gaze  meeting  the  others,  and  narrowing  slightly  in  apparent  mischief.  "  Aint'cha  cute...  "  a  hand  coming  up,  to  take  a  bit  of  his  cheek  between  thumb  and  index.  Suppose  he  will  relent,  give  him  what  he's  admitted  to  being  so...  hopeful  for.  Hand  comes  now,  to  remove  his  hat  (  gentlemanly,  to  be  sure  ),  as  he  leans  down,  finally.  To  close  that  infuriating  distance,  and  press  a  kiss  of  his  own  to  Kashuu's  cheek.  Palm  pressing  against  his  other,  to  make  that  press  of  lips  feel  more  firm.  Solid.  "  There  we  go...  happy?  "  flashing  a  final,  warm  smile,  before  standing  tall  and  straight  again.

unprompted / @tanzoshi

[hatefueled]

✨✨✨!!! I love what you are doing with Boothill! We haven't been writing long, but I enjoy what I see so far and I really think you have him considered as a whole, and see the funny, the tragic, the infuriating and everything in between about him. Your hcs are great to read and I'm really looking forward to interacting more!

charlieee waaa thank you thank you!! auughhh i am SO excited to be able to write with you more, and really come atcha with my ideas and plots. and im glad you enjoy the occasional yapfest i throw on dash. i seriously cannot shut up about this man- he is on my mind 24/7 really. the cowboy brainbug is real...

a bit of positivity.

[hatefueled]

          He  is  a  rogue...  so  to  speak.  But  that  isn't  for  the  Ironeye  to  know.  Not  a  traitor  to  their  order,  but  a  radical-  who  seeks  revenge  against  a  shadow  that  he  doesn't  even  have  a  face  for.  His  custodian  knows  where  he  is,  but  contact  between  them  is  kept  as  minimal  as  possible.  Jericho  is  too  bitter  to  maintain  a  more  thorough  rapport;  content  to  settle  himself  within  this  hold,  and  spend  what  time  he  has  on  his  hunt.  Or  preparing  for  the  next,  with  whoever  will  take  him  along.

His  custodian...  his.  Keeper.  The  order  has  granted  him  this  freedom,  so  long  as  he  maintains  their  core  principles.  And  he  does,  always.  And  works  with  an  astonishing  amount  of  optimism  and  enthusiasm-  compared  to  the  other  farers.  Even  in  stark  contrast  to  Ironeye,  who  makes  an  attempt  at...  small  talk.  "  'Course  they  do.  I  ain't  stupid  enough  to  come  here  without  it.  "  his  brow  furrowing  slightly,  "  Specially  knowin'  we  got  a damn  traitor  crawlin'  around  here. Gotta be careful...  "

the ironeye frequently spends a good amount of time committing isolde's words to memory and heart. for she is his guardian and curator of information, her words ring true more often than not. one of the few voices to still be trusted, even if either of their wills falter occasionally. though, hers are not the only words he's grown accustomed to. another assassin, bearing a similar title to his, has made his way to the hold. a few nights they've already relied upon eachother's skills and eventhough the ironeye would not call them friends, he is an ally at the very least. occasionally, it is him who seeks out the conversation, sometimes just to fill days between nights, sometimes to exchange information. a broader reach increases their chances, after all.

❛ your custodian . . . ❜  the ironeye starts. his own letter neatly folded, corner to corner, and tucked away into one of the many belt pockets. there are many questions he could ask to finish the beginning. who are they ? do i know them ? what do they tell you ? all too personal. none of this concerns the assassin, none of this has to concern him. he pats the pocket the letter is in and then meets @hatefueled's eyes. ❛ . . . do they know of your whereabouts ? ❜  he finally settles on. a fair question, to him. not too personal, but rather a more professional stance towards the other fellowship member.

[hatefueled]

✨✨✨✨✨✨ kerrroooooo your metas are to DIE for, you're always putting so much thought into every single character you write!! just wanna take all that you do and put it in my mouth 🤤 specifically speaking, you're so good at conveying the perfect mood/personality of your character and the scene in your replies and drabbles, it's very cinematic in a sense that I can easily picture it all unfolding like a scene from a movie!!

ffffffrankie stoooppit. i honestly feel the same about your writing too! i still remember when i first started writing with you in league back in 2016, i was seriously impressed by everything you did. and i still am. really so happy you came back to rp, and still put just as much effort- if not more, into your muses. love/hate all your evil bald men.

a bit of positivity.

[hatefueled]

✨✨✨ lovely

even if just briefly- it's so nice seeing you around here n there again. always love your world building and overall character design a lot. to get a compliment like this from you is very flattering tbh, i rlly admire your stuff a lot!

a bit of positivity.

[hatefueled]

✨ i love your writing i love your boothill and every other muse i’ve seen from you, your headcanons are wonderful, you’re wonderful!! ✨

KIT !! right back at you!! i am always so happy when my mutuals follow me along to see where my writing endeavors take me. always always lovely to see you on my dash or in my notifs, and i am sooo looking forward to see what new muse combinations we can come up with in the future.

a bit of positivity.

[hatefueled]

✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ RIGHT BACK AT YOU

thyanku vega! we have not been mutuals for long, but you're very sweet, and a wonderful addition to my dash! looking forward to writing with you more :)))

a bit of positivity.