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goodbye i’m moving .   same url !!   gonna be bringing some threads over with me too ,   but also gonna be a bit more private cause i get overwhelmed with followers too easily i am the worse hello .  only follow if you’re still keen to interact though ,   i just want to keep it strictly to writing partners . 

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goodbye i’m moving .   same url !!   gonna be bringing some threads over with me too ,   but also gonna be a bit more private cause i get overwhelmed with followers too easily i am the worse hello .  only follow if you’re still keen to interact though ,   i just want to keep it strictly to writing partners . 

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goodbye i’m moving .   same url !!   gonna be bringing some threads over with me too ,   but also gonna be a bit more private cause i get overwhelmed with followers too easily i am the worse hello .  only follow if you’re still keen to interact though ,   i just want to keep it strictly to writing partners . 

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goodbye i’m moving .   same url !!   gonna be bringing some threads over with me too ,   but also gonna be a bit more private cause i get overwhelmed with followers too easily i am the worse hello .  only follow if you’re still keen to interact though ,   i just want to keep it strictly to writing partners . 

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Hello I’m very ill because weather change is severely kicking my ass but will eventually archive and move this blog because I like clean

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@anonymous  ★*.:   hey mista, that window has 4 panes.

  ❛    hey   hey   hey    hey   hey   hey   hey   c’mon seriously why the hell did you have to point that out oh man i can’t ignore that you know-----   ❜   it’s unsettling .   the window now tormenting him from the corner of his eye .   no matter how he tried to block it out ,   that eerie feeling continued to creep up on him .    crap crap crap crap crap .   why couldn’t it just be a normal window  ⁇   what idiot would give it four panes like that  ⁇   he was going to make a complaint to the establishment .   how were their customers supposed to relax with that being implemented  ⁇   bucciarati would kill him if he dared shoot it down ,   and causing a scene like that wasn’t a wise decision anyway .    ❛   oi ,   fugo .   narancia .   abbacchio .   we’re moving .   hurry up already ‼   ...  it’s a bad sign you know ,   there’s no way i can sit still like this  ...   ❜

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catch me on discord if you wanna chat or discuss anything .  jigglybuffed#2464 .   thinking of archiving and starting fresh with dash ,   not threads though depending on who sticks around etc . mayhaps .   you know where i stand on matters that have been brought up elsewhere .   it’s in my rules after all so i’d hope everyone has read them .   either way ‼   open to talk about things if that’s what people wanna do .   

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DUPLIKISS⠀/⠀    Hermes :

Foo’s  voice  broke  through  Hermès’s  deep  focus  in  her  own  thoughts,   now  trying  to  process  what  the  hell  she  had  even  said.   almost  thinking  that  she  had  heard  wrong,   but  figured  that  she  wasn’t.   even  though  she  had  only  known  F.F.  for  a  short  amount  of  time,   literally  no  one  else  would  talk  about  the  concept  of  underwear  with  her  EXCEPT  for  her..

“   the  fuck’s  w–   no,  you  can’t  just  take  ‘em  off,   Foo!!   the  hell?!   ”     though  sounding  annoyed,   she  liked  talking  to  her  about  stupid  stuff  like  this.   it  lightened  the  mood,   distracting  from  the  fact  that  they  were  basically  forced  to  live  in  a  glorified  metal  box.     “   everyone's  gotta  wear  underwear,   hell,   i’m  wearin’  ‘em.   how  can  you  even  feel  ‘em  there?   are  you  wearin’  em  wrong  or  some  shit?   ”

  ❛   why not ⁇   ❜   tray drops onto the counter with a loud clank ,   speckles of water flying from her cup and splashing nearby inmates who’d dared to get so close .   grabbed by the scruff of her overalls ,  she takes little notice of the snarling girl in her face ,   and instead proceeds to fill up that very same woman’s tray with nearby food .   foo doesn’t break eye contact with hermes ,   as if the events playing around her were responded solely by muscle memory .   shocked and appalled as the food piles up without mercy ,   the aggressive inmate finally releases her hold and scoots away .  the stand takes this time to lick the droplets still dripping down her own hand .   

  ❛   i dunno ,   but it’s really tight ‼   it’s doing nothing to secure anything ,   serious ‼   ❜  nearby inmates proceed to abandon their trays in favour of removing themselves from the ongoing conversation they so happened to be listening in on .  ❛   hermes ,   hermes ,   can you check for me ,   can you ⁇   what do yours look like ⁇   cause i bet yours don’t go this far up your a-------   ❜   

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MULTAVIA⠀/⠀    Diego :

    it wasn’t that he didn’t think she was capable of overcoming an adversity, but it wasn’t just that she was one of the competitors that put her in a disadvantage. while some scattered brains mistook her for someone like them, to dio it had been clear from the start & was sure that was the case for many others. women were bound to be looked down or frowned upon, especially in a race that was dominated by men. it added new dangers to someone like her, who had become a target to other competitors even without her knowledge. if he had been anything less than noble… it made him sick to his stomach the kind of mental image that thought brought him.

       head is shaken to show that wasn’t exactly what he meant. it was one thing to underestimate her, but other to blindly believe that she couldn’t fall a victim of bad intentions. he scooted closer, leaning forward to invade her personal space yet again. the intensity of his eyes shining through with the light left by the fire.

      “—men can feel entitled to what it’s not theirs. this isn’t about getting killed or robbed.” he explains, allowing his head to tilt the side & allow a few strands of gold fall over his shoulder. “i watched my mother receive that kind of treatment. i’ve seen the depravity of men & their lust. it’s why i’m warning you.”

  for whosoever lookethon a woman to    lust   after her hath committed adultery with her   already in his heart   .   words often spoken in verse ,   mathew’s written prophets and laws that date the six antitheses come clear to mind .   how many times had she traced those passages .   even with taken vows ,   a woman hidden securely behind    convent   walls ,   hot pants was not blind to the transgression of men ,   and the added risks this journey could hold .   she rode solo ,   never allowing such opportunity to arise ,   whether life threatening or otherwise uncomfortable circumstances to prevail .   she had accepted all potential danger in the quest for the holy corpse parts .   

  ❛   that is a terrible thing  ...   ❜     for anyone to receive such vile treatment left a sour taste in her mouth .   a mother who must have done everything in her power to keep her child safe .   from his open fondness of the woman ,   she seemed very much the type to do just that .  sorrow is held within her hardened gaze ,   but as she watches him intently she muses over the warnings given .   many who approached seemed to mistake her for a man ,   a circumstance which she didn’t necessarily mind .   it made her job easier without the added burden .   

  ❛   the concern is appreciated ,   however .   ❜   mirroring his actions ,   chin dips as a calm air washes over her once more .    ❛    i’m not the type one can so easily approach .   even if they tried ,   i’d punish them lawfully and just .   ❜   the rope within her carrier pouch spoken volumes of that .    ❛   as it stands ,   you seem to be that rare exception .   i wasn’t lying when i said i’d put my trust in you .    ❜

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ZETTAFLARC⠀/⠀    Aria :

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“Rude. They’re perfectly safe to eat.” She holds the cookie right in front of his face, waiting for him to take it. “They’re made with the exact same ingredients as any regular cookie. Dirty Paw’s are just better.”

his lips shut firmly into a tight frown ,   leaning further into the palm of his hand as he inspects the cookie with a critical gaze .      ❛      that’s a rather bias opinion given it’s your stand .   what ingredients did it swallow up ？   you could have put too much flour in it regardless of it’s abilities .   what makes this safer then if you baked it yourself ？     ❜      while interesting ,   he wouldn’t so easily trust in something he didn’t quite understand himself .   besides ,   fugo knew little about her baking skills as it was ,   so whether her stand could produce the product or not wasn’t really the issue  ...  he also didn’t like how it had been    made   in the first place .   it was pretty gross .      ❛     that can’t be considered hygienic.     ❜

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@anonymous    ★*.:   Fugo, why do you dress like a cheese? 

      ................                  ❛     depression .     ❜

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@godborn​​​    ★*.:   ah, fuck it . // u know Whomst   ( prompt . not accepting ) 

he’d had his back against the wall many times ,   but to be taken in such literal sense had surprised even him .   giorno ,   who held himself so poise and distant ,   now invading his space without hesitation .   lips crashed against his ,   words immediately muffled and permanently silenced .   what had he been saying anyway  ⁇   it mustn’t have been important ,   as it had been so quick to leave his train of thought ,   instead forced to focus on the sudden kiss aimed his way .   mista was more then willing to accept that fact .   never the type to care about status ,   ignorant to giorno’s don title and his own position as the man’s bodyguard .   though it twitches a smile at his lips all the same .   

seriously .   it wasn’t like he cared if someone walked in ,   but what would giorno do  ⁇   huh  ⁇   laughter escapes him ,   and soon he’s meeting the boss’s quizzical gaze .      ❛     ah ,   nothing ,   nothing .   you just took me by surprise is all .   it’s almost funny ,   in a way .   hey ,   giorno ,   not that i’m against it ,   but you know you can just tell me if this is what you want .     ❜     he allows himself to lean back against that very same wall ,   finding it hard not to grin .   raising an eyebrow his own ,   his hands reach to pull giorno in by the waist .      ❛     hehehe**  ( insert dumb laugh here ) ,   you’re a pretty impatient guy sometimes .   mmm ,   what i was saying before probably wasn’t important ,   so i don’t mind that you interrupted me .     ❜

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STRAWBERRYROTS⠀/⠀    Fugo :

fugo’s mug is empty, and he’s watching the bottom of his cup as if it was going to magically fill itself. that’d be a decent stand ability. “…are you telling me that you think the moon is fake?” that the moon landing didn’t happen? that the apollo 11 mission was just filmed from hollyood’s floor. where’s the waiter? he needs some decent energy to fully invest in this. 

fugo quickly throws a counter. “do you think werewolves are real?”

he leans back in his seat .   ❛     of course ‼   i’ve seen it before you know .   some guy on the street was passed out cold and completely naked ,   and he was really hairy too .   when i kicked him ,   he ran like a complete weirdo .   those were huge red flags .     ❜     and yet ,   he remains confident in his previous theory .   man ,   he really wanted some cheese cake .   playing with the culturally was only making him hungrier .     ❛     but see ,   i think it’s an excuse .   think about this ,   what if werewolves have    complete  control    of when they transform and go around killing those helpless people on the street anyway .   they just blame the moon so they can get a better plea bargain .   so my theory about the moon still stands .     ❜

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❛     hey ,   hey ,   hey .   this girl’s underwear is pretty     uncomfortable    .   do you all wear thin fabric like this ⁇   this outfit is already restrictive .   hermes ,   can i take these off already .   it’s such a pain .     ❜     it’s expected cafeteria conversation these days ,   as foo’s whining is often vocal and overheard by many others who simply wished to gather their trays and leave as fast as possible .   foo had already found a way to deal with those who pushed her out the way while waiting in line .   whatever reputation this girl had before was slowly fading from their memories . 

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the power and privilege that came with being in the l' unità speciale was something that gave him both pride and stability in his everyday life .   but even with that known comfort and status ,   the idea of meeting with the other members left a foul taste in his mouth .   for all he was ,   it was discomforting to be in the presence of someone like cioccolata .   his demeanour is one of unease ,   circular eyes finally drifting towards his   reluctant   acquaintance .     ❛     what ⁇     ❜     low spoken ,   voice rough and scratchy ,   a rare occurrence of vocalising those pestering thoughts .   it was unnerving .   he didn’t like being watched as intently as the other had been doing . 

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❛     all i’m saying is what evidence do we have that the moon is real .     ❜     having found another discussion to be had at the table the night before ,   he’s adamant on getting the conversation flowing even if fugo was the only one currently present at the time .   the fork in hand is pointed in the boy’s direction ,   effortlessly balanced between the tips of his fingers .      ❛     it could all be made up .   i’m serious .   there’s no way anyone could actually get to the moon .     ❜