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A dance?

nevermore students and guests…!

(bonus detail that I am trying to SAVE the tag for this so let’s hope nobody fucks around on this tag before tomorrow. And as for the begin date, I think the event will exist over a few in real life days due to varying timezones and so I’ll make an official post as to when it ends as I can imagine people would want to maybe draw or create or prep for said event.)

the least I can beg of you all is to not harass people sexually or otherwise.

also please do reblog this post and maybe act like your character reading the invitation when you reblog…! Thank you, xoxo, the wisp mod Jonah

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*shows pictures of my cats before running away*

(their names in order of the pictures are willow, auto, and benadryl, and the kitten are unamed)

:3

This sounds like an invitation to come over and name some kittens. I'll ring you when I'm outside, yeh?

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I wasn't trying to hide it?

are you emo

Yeh, I suppose so.

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Eu- Eulalie!?

can i touch your hair if not i understand i just think it would feel nice :3

Uhh... I guess?

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this you fr fr

The feck did you do to me?

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Bloody hell. What are the odds? Seems like we've made acquaintance with the same smarmy bastard. I'd like to ring his bell sometimes, but yeh, one in the same. Can't say I'm all that surprised. Fate knew better than to have too many of him running around at once.

"Eat the rich" is a common phrase nowadays. Are you perhaps worried about potential cannibalism?

✨// I do hope you know that I giggled

“Tsh! As if!” [His hand gestured, dismissing the random remark at once.] “My father and I are upper middle class, we live comfortably indeed, but considering Victorian standards not once have we hosted a proper ball; attending is the only thing we've done so far.”

[The expression upon his face could be drawn as rather puzzled -cannibalism?] “What a strange thing to say, I can assure you that I have zero intention of being mad enough to gain a taste of my own flesh anytime soon.” [Being desensitized to the unhinged nonsense anons have been throwing at him by this point, Luca appeared strangely calm when speaking.]

[Wait a damn minute.. it cannot possibly be that easy to answer.]

“.....you aren't implying any other "rich" monsieur or mademoiselle wishing to.. eat me, are you?” [His eyes grew wider in pure horror at such vulgar thought.]

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🐈‍⬛ // I'm sick today and am still working on responding to RPs. I'll catch up on them soon!

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You know what? Yeh, that's punk. Own that shite.

this you fr fr

The feck did you do to me?

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Uh... thanks? I guess. Don't understand why, but it looks like it took effort.

this you fr fr

The feck did you do to me?

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Is this harassment?

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Can't hold it against you. Their lot seems to carry a natural affinity for crawling under a bloke's skin. Wonder if it's learned or if infuriating is an early sign of showmanship potential.

It's got me knackered just thinking about it, but yeh, I can understand trying to distance yourse- did you say Duke?

"Eat the rich" is a common phrase nowadays. Are you perhaps worried about potential cannibalism?

✨// I do hope you know that I giggled

“Tsh! As if!” [His hand gestured, dismissing the random remark at once.] “My father and I are upper middle class, we live comfortably indeed, but considering Victorian standards not once have we hosted a proper ball; attending is the only thing we've done so far.”

[The expression upon his face could be drawn as rather puzzled -cannibalism?] “What a strange thing to say, I can assure you that I have zero intention of being mad enough to gain a taste of my own flesh anytime soon.” [Being desensitized to the unhinged nonsense anons have been throwing at him by this point, Luca appeared strangely calm when speaking.]

[Wait a damn minute.. it cannot possibly be that easy to answer.]

“.....you aren't implying any other "rich" monsieur or mademoiselle wishing to.. eat me, are you?” [His eyes grew wider in pure horror at such vulgar thought.]

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can i touch your hair if not i understand i just think it would feel nice :3

Uhh... I guess?

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this you fr fr

The feck did you do to me?

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Do you like Littelest Pet Shop toys? Like the bobble head cats, dogs, etc.

Yeh, they're alright. A childhood friend gave me one and I carried the thing around with me often as a child.

One of these black cats.

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Always knives and wounds with this lot. I'm near convinced danger runs in their veins. Unfortunately, I find myself rather clinging to him every time he throws us into another one of his stunts. First meetings must be fates way of givin us an out. Air raid sirens blaring in my ears, and I still found myself jumping into a sea with an anchor tied around my boot. Daft is what it is. Suppose they can't be fully sane doing what they do.

I'd have to agree with you there. Best way to end the bloody world if those bastards met.

"Eat the rich" is a common phrase nowadays. Are you perhaps worried about potential cannibalism?

✨// I do hope you know that I giggled

“Tsh! As if!” [His hand gestured, dismissing the random remark at once.] “My father and I are upper middle class, we live comfortably indeed, but considering Victorian standards not once have we hosted a proper ball; attending is the only thing we've done so far.”

[The expression upon his face could be drawn as rather puzzled -cannibalism?] “What a strange thing to say, I can assure you that I have zero intention of being mad enough to gain a taste of my own flesh anytime soon.” [Being desensitized to the unhinged nonsense anons have been throwing at him by this point, Luca appeared strangely calm when speaking.]

[Wait a damn minute.. it cannot possibly be that easy to answer.]

“.....you aren't implying any other "rich" monsieur or mademoiselle wishing to.. eat me, are you?” [His eyes grew wider in pure horror at such vulgar thought.]

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Do you listen to Mother Mother?

I know a few songs. They've got an interesting sound.