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[ask-dart-ghoul]

// IM BACK TO COOK!!! //

Dart noted the tail movement and felt odd as the muscles of his face seemed to uncontrollably force upwards. Unfortunately only one side went to smile and he seemed more like he was devilishly smirking than anything. He bit the inside of his cheek in an attempt to force his face back to neutral but it failed, simply leaving a sting from his sharp teeth.

"I will have it back in mint condition, I assure."

A couple weeks since the whole… laundry incident… Raven still had “not” Dart’s socks. Well, the pair she’d stolen. As far as she could tell he had returned all of her guitar pics. The little baggy still sat on her shelf, pristinely kept closed since the encounter.

Of course, Dart couldn’t have that. Couldn’t have been keeping his socks. So, he came knocking. Knocking at her door. This time not covered in blood. In fact, he’d gotten the urge before he left his room for her to spritz a fresh bit of his cologne on himself. The ghoul gently rapped on Raven’s door.

-@ask-dart-ghoul

She could recognize the scent from the few weeks before, now not overpowered by the smell of blood. She put her book down on her desk and pushed her swivel chair over to the door, opening it wide with a soft smile. "Hey Dart! Come in!"

She spun her chair back into place, grabbing her book before the chair slowed to a stop to face Dart. She kept the book in her lap, maintaining her gaze on Dart. "What brings you back here?"

[ask-dart-ghoul]

Can't resist something shiny, can you? I believe I eh.. accidentally came across some pretty stones in the garden. We should go walk there some time. I have a perfect spot in my schedule for just the occasion.

[ask-dart-ghoul]

Dart stared down at the book of poems, mind racing. Reading this would have to be fit into his schedule. Not to mention if he did read them he'd have to set aside time to dissect them. What's the point in reading poetry when you don't let the nuances and metaphors truly show through?

But accepting it would mean indulging in another's interests. Which then means bonding with them. Which then means possibly gaining a friend. Perhaps the time spent would be worth it.

"I'll fit it into my schedule," they shrugged as they took the book carefully from Raven's hands.

A couple weeks since the whole… laundry incident… Raven still had “not” Dart’s socks. Well, the pair she’d stolen. As far as she could tell he had returned all of her guitar pics. The little baggy still sat on her shelf, pristinely kept closed since the encounter.

Of course, Dart couldn’t have that. Couldn’t have been keeping his socks. So, he came knocking. Knocking at her door. This time not covered in blood. In fact, he’d gotten the urge before he left his room for her to spritz a fresh bit of his cologne on himself. The ghoul gently rapped on Raven’s door.

-@ask-dart-ghoul

She could recognize the scent from the few weeks before, now not overpowered by the smell of blood. She put her book down on her desk and pushed her swivel chair over to the door, opening it wide with a soft smile. "Hey Dart! Come in!"

She spun her chair back into place, grabbing her book before the chair slowed to a stop to face Dart. She kept the book in her lap, maintaining her gaze on Dart. "What brings you back here?"

[ask-dart-ghoul]

// Rocks N Socks doodles I couldn’t post last night because my internet went out

Featuring Raven ghoulette! Made by the lovely @toomany0bsessions

[ask-dart-ghoul]

They straightened up to return to their typical perfect posture. Dart tried playing it cool with a little shrug but it most definitely looked forced. “Poetry is not exactly my… forte.”

Then he remembered that people usually asked about subjects they liked and Raven was likely trying to “bond” with him.

“But it can be… compelling. I appreciate the arts.”

A couple weeks since the whole… laundry incident… Raven still had “not” Dart’s socks. Well, the pair she’d stolen. As far as she could tell he had returned all of her guitar pics. The little baggy still sat on her shelf, pristinely kept closed since the encounter.

Of course, Dart couldn’t have that. Couldn’t have been keeping his socks. So, he came knocking. Knocking at her door. This time not covered in blood. In fact, he’d gotten the urge before he left his room for her to spritz a fresh bit of his cologne on himself. The ghoul gently rapped on Raven’s door.

-@ask-dart-ghoul

She could recognize the scent from the few weeks before, now not overpowered by the smell of blood. She put her book down on her desk and pushed her swivel chair over to the door, opening it wide with a soft smile. "Hey Dart! Come in!"

She spun her chair back into place, grabbing her book before the chair slowed to a stop to face Dart. She kept the book in her lap, maintaining her gaze on Dart. "What brings you back here?"

[ask-dart-ghoul]

// Dart’s official voice claim is Red Guy from DHMIS (Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared)

[ask-dart-ghoul]

Something in the way Raven got so excited about the socks sent a strange warm flutter through his chest. Dart stood frozen, simply watching her excitedly put them on her shelf, as he processed the feeling. Their hand went up to clench over their heart as if maybe the feeling would go away if they applied enough pressure. When nothing changed Dart simply pushed all the thoughts of the feeling away and cleared his throat.

“Right. Good to know I picked good ones.”

A couple weeks since the whole… laundry incident… Raven still had “not” Dart’s socks. Well, the pair she’d stolen. As far as she could tell he had returned all of her guitar pics. The little baggy still sat on her shelf, pristinely kept closed since the encounter.

Of course, Dart couldn’t have that. Couldn’t have been keeping his socks. So, he came knocking. Knocking at her door. This time not covered in blood. In fact, he’d gotten the urge before he left his room for her to spritz a fresh bit of his cologne on himself. The ghoul gently rapped on Raven’s door.

-@ask-dart-ghoul

She could recognize the scent from the few weeks before, now not overpowered by the smell of blood. She put her book down on her desk and pushed her swivel chair over to the door, opening it wide with a soft smile. "Hey Dart! Come in!"

She spun her chair back into place, grabbing her book before the chair slowed to a stop to face Dart. She kept the book in her lap, maintaining her gaze on Dart. "What brings you back here?"

[ask-dart-ghoul]

//NUEHUDSFHIEWDHU I PASSED OUT AND DREAMT I RESPONDED TO THIS IM NOT EVEN JOKING //

Dart, still blue in the face, took the socks gently. He could feel the heat rising in his ears as he in turn held out a plastic bag. “I eh… Was going to trade these for my pair.” He tried to remain stoic but the best he could do was stare off to the side as he internally battled the odd feeling in his body. They felt like trembling as if scared but they knew they weren’t scared. Finally Dart realized it was adrenaline.

Why am I feeling like this? This is all too simple. A simple exchange of goods. He thought. Finally dart snapped from his head, clearing his throat. “I thought since you seemed er… interested in the socks perhaps you’d… want… you own.”

Inside the bag were about five pairs of socks much like his. Of course they were brand new, still in their packaging.

A couple weeks since the whole… laundry incident… Raven still had “not” Dart’s socks. Well, the pair she’d stolen. As far as she could tell he had returned all of her guitar pics. The little baggy still sat on her shelf, pristinely kept closed since the encounter.

Of course, Dart couldn’t have that. Couldn’t have been keeping his socks. So, he came knocking. Knocking at her door. This time not covered in blood. In fact, he’d gotten the urge before he left his room for her to spritz a fresh bit of his cologne on himself. The ghoul gently rapped on Raven’s door.

-@ask-dart-ghoul

She could recognize the scent from the few weeks before, now not overpowered by the smell of blood. She put her book down on her desk and pushed her swivel chair over to the door, opening it wide with a soft smile. "Hey Dart! Come in!"

She spun her chair back into place, grabbing her book before the chair slowed to a stop to face Dart. She kept the book in her lap, maintaining her gaze on Dart. "What brings you back here?"

[ask-dart-ghoul]

Dart awkwardly stepped inside. This time he didn’t bother glancing around, knowing the organized chaos would probably distract him into a flurry of organizing. That was most definitely not what he came for.

“I noticed,” he explained simply. A little too simply. They shook their head and cleared their throat. “I noticed you withheld a pair of my socks.” Now, he didn’t mean to say my right there. He meant to say the. You know, to keep the suspicion off of himself. Dart’s face went blue knowing that the mistake was completely detrimental to his secrecy.

A couple weeks since the whole… laundry incident… Raven still had “not” Dart’s socks. Well, the pair she’d stolen. As far as she could tell he had returned all of her guitar pics. The little baggy still sat on her shelf, pristinely kept closed since the encounter.

Of course, Dart couldn’t have that. Couldn’t have been keeping his socks. So, he came knocking. Knocking at her door. This time not covered in blood. In fact, he’d gotten the urge before he left his room for her to spritz a fresh bit of his cologne on himself. The ghoul gently rapped on Raven’s door.

-@ask-dart-ghoul

She could recognize the scent from the few weeks before, now not overpowered by the smell of blood. She put her book down on her desk and pushed her swivel chair over to the door, opening it wide with a soft smile. "Hey Dart! Come in!"

She spun her chair back into place, grabbing her book before the chair slowed to a stop to face Dart. She kept the book in her lap, maintaining her gaze on Dart. "What brings you back here?"

[ask-dart-ghoul]

Dart hummed under his breath in playful consideration. "Well, I guess I'll just have to if you so insist." He stared down at the other and, in a strange moment of impulse, patted Lavis's head gently.

"I'll learn more songs like that one. Unless you'd like to hear something a little different next time."

About a week or so after Dart had met Lavis, when he'd eaten the raw lamb with Lavis on the stone floor and had been outraged that someone ruined music for the other ghoul, there was a knock on Lavis's door. The same sound from the week before. The same muffled voice came from the other side of the wooden door as well, "Lavis? My schedule is clear. I assumed now may be a good time to keep my promise" He surely was one for consistency.

Dart had returned. He'd never actually "promised" to return. But he kept his word like every declaration was a promise. The ghoul didn't really expect Lavis to be awake at this time. It was late at night. Most ghouls were asleep. But that's what made Dart so comfortable playing. No one could hear him.

//Take your time answering this!! No need to feel rushed :3 I just had such a good time last time that I couldn't help but return >:) -@ask-dart-ghoul

Lavis looked down when the door opened, he was once again on the ceiling. Once he saw it was dart he immediately felt better. He slowly crawled down the wall and sat on the floor, smiling and tilting his head.

".... Dart.!.. " Lavis exclaimed excited. His lil nub where his tail was amputated was wagging. "... Miss-.. Ed.... You..!!..." Lavis said, pouncing on the other(magically avoiding the violin) and nuzzling his cheek.

He was very affectionate with someone he was familiar and comfortable with. He was still in the process of his skin scabbing so he got a lil blood on Dart.

[ask-dart-ghoul]

That heavy rock solid cold demeanor Dart usually had seemed to have melted away entirely now. His eyes went soft and his mouth actually stayed up in that slight smile.

"Don't say that, now, or else I'll be stopping by so much I'll become the next biggest nuisance in the Ministry." He chuckled and let his free hand rest on Lavis's shoulder.

About a week or so after Dart had met Lavis, when he'd eaten the raw lamb with Lavis on the stone floor and had been outraged that someone ruined music for the other ghoul, there was a knock on Lavis's door. The same sound from the week before. The same muffled voice came from the other side of the wooden door as well, "Lavis? My schedule is clear. I assumed now may be a good time to keep my promise" He surely was one for consistency.

Dart had returned. He'd never actually "promised" to return. But he kept his word like every declaration was a promise. The ghoul didn't really expect Lavis to be awake at this time. It was late at night. Most ghouls were asleep. But that's what made Dart so comfortable playing. No one could hear him.

//Take your time answering this!! No need to feel rushed :3 I just had such a good time last time that I couldn't help but return >:) -@ask-dart-ghoul

Lavis looked down when the door opened, he was once again on the ceiling. Once he saw it was dart he immediately felt better. He slowly crawled down the wall and sat on the floor, smiling and tilting his head.

".... Dart.!.. " Lavis exclaimed excited. His lil nub where his tail was amputated was wagging. "... Miss-.. Ed.... You..!!..." Lavis said, pouncing on the other(magically avoiding the violin) and nuzzling his cheek.

He was very affectionate with someone he was familiar and comfortable with. He was still in the process of his skin scabbing so he got a lil blood on Dart.

[ask-dart-ghoul]

// jrigrjejei sorry I was doing mock exams all day so far //

This time Dart was a little less awkward as he patted Lavis's back. "Well ah.. thank you. Yes. thank you." He nodded down at Lavis.

The ghoul was most definitely a disgusting thing. Considering the lack of skin and the blood and the other missing or damaged appendages. But strangely Dart didn't care. Yes, the blood was a nuisance when it came to keeping their clothes clean but other than that the actual appearance of the other didn't affect them that much.

Dart barely noticed as he cracked the hint of a grin at the corner of his mouth and chuckled. "I'll be sure to come back."

About a week or so after Dart had met Lavis, when he'd eaten the raw lamb with Lavis on the stone floor and had been outraged that someone ruined music for the other ghoul, there was a knock on Lavis's door. The same sound from the week before. The same muffled voice came from the other side of the wooden door as well, "Lavis? My schedule is clear. I assumed now may be a good time to keep my promise" He surely was one for consistency.

Dart had returned. He'd never actually "promised" to return. But he kept his word like every declaration was a promise. The ghoul didn't really expect Lavis to be awake at this time. It was late at night. Most ghouls were asleep. But that's what made Dart so comfortable playing. No one could hear him.

//Take your time answering this!! No need to feel rushed :3 I just had such a good time last time that I couldn't help but return >:) -@ask-dart-ghoul

Lavis looked down when the door opened, he was once again on the ceiling. Once he saw it was dart he immediately felt better. He slowly crawled down the wall and sat on the floor, smiling and tilting his head.

".... Dart.!.. " Lavis exclaimed excited. His lil nub where his tail was amputated was wagging. "... Miss-.. Ed.... You..!!..." Lavis said, pouncing on the other(magically avoiding the violin) and nuzzling his cheek.

He was very affectionate with someone he was familiar and comfortable with. He was still in the process of his skin scabbing so he got a lil blood on Dart.

[ask-dart-ghoul]

// HEY BTW JSYK IM WORKING ON A RESPONSE IM SORRY 😭 i’ve been super busy today so i had no time to write, please forgive me 🙏

//I DID SEE THIS BTW DW

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The music stopped and Dart took a deep breathe. As Lavis clapped he couldn't help but bow dramatically like he was a real player up on a stage. Though he felt the muscles in his face attempt to pull his lips up into a smile, he refused to let them. Vulnerability still had no place here.

"Thank you. Thank you very much," they let themselves at least chuckle to show they were pleased. "I have many more I could play, if you would like." Dart held his violin and bow with one hand as he ran his fingers through his hair with the other.

About a week or so after Dart had met Lavis, when he'd eaten the raw lamb with Lavis on the stone floor and had been outraged that someone ruined music for the other ghoul, there was a knock on Lavis's door. The same sound from the week before. The same muffled voice came from the other side of the wooden door as well, "Lavis? My schedule is clear. I assumed now may be a good time to keep my promise" He surely was one for consistency.

Dart had returned. He'd never actually "promised" to return. But he kept his word like every declaration was a promise. The ghoul didn't really expect Lavis to be awake at this time. It was late at night. Most ghouls were asleep. But that's what made Dart so comfortable playing. No one could hear him.

//Take your time answering this!! No need to feel rushed :3 I just had such a good time last time that I couldn't help but return >:) -@ask-dart-ghoul

Lavis looked down when the door opened, he was once again on the ceiling. Once he saw it was dart he immediately felt better. He slowly crawled down the wall and sat on the floor, smiling and tilting his head.

".... Dart.!.. " Lavis exclaimed excited. His lil nub where his tail was amputated was wagging. "... Miss-.. Ed.... You..!!..." Lavis said, pouncing on the other(magically avoiding the violin) and nuzzling his cheek.

He was very affectionate with someone he was familiar and comfortable with. He was still in the process of his skin scabbing so he got a lil blood on Dart.

[ask-dart-ghoul]

Left with no basis of what Lavis preferred Dart setlted for his nightly routine. Of course the songs were usually different each night. They simply always played their heart out. Quite literally. Almost. It was mostly emotional but Dart always swore he could hear and feel his heart thumping just a bit harder and louder every time he played this way.

"Right then..." he muttered as he checked that his instrument was in tune before clearing his throat and beginning to play. Though at first his face remained neutral as ever, the seemingly tender music made his features soften and his typically furrowed brows instead loosened and hung low. Dart simply hoped in the back of his mind that Lavis couldn't somehow notice the feeling they got in their chest from playing. The song was one he'd learned recently and though he was confident on the quality of the music it was still difficult for him to hide the weight he felt in his chest when he played it.

It was this kind of weight not like the burden of sadness but like he had something pent up inside. Something running around the walls of its enclosure in need of an escape. Something he wasn't sure if he should let out or not.

//What he's playing :3 (ofc minus the piano lol)

About a week or so after Dart had met Lavis, when he'd eaten the raw lamb with Lavis on the stone floor and had been outraged that someone ruined music for the other ghoul, there was a knock on Lavis's door. The same sound from the week before. The same muffled voice came from the other side of the wooden door as well, "Lavis? My schedule is clear. I assumed now may be a good time to keep my promise" He surely was one for consistency.

Dart had returned. He'd never actually "promised" to return. But he kept his word like every declaration was a promise. The ghoul didn't really expect Lavis to be awake at this time. It was late at night. Most ghouls were asleep. But that's what made Dart so comfortable playing. No one could hear him.

//Take your time answering this!! No need to feel rushed :3 I just had such a good time last time that I couldn't help but return >:) -@ask-dart-ghoul

Lavis looked down when the door opened, he was once again on the ceiling. Once he saw it was dart he immediately felt better. He slowly crawled down the wall and sat on the floor, smiling and tilting his head.

".... Dart.!.. " Lavis exclaimed excited. His lil nub where his tail was amputated was wagging. "... Miss-.. Ed.... You..!!..." Lavis said, pouncing on the other(magically avoiding the violin) and nuzzling his cheek.

He was very affectionate with someone he was familiar and comfortable with. He was still in the process of his skin scabbing so he got a lil blood on Dart.

[ask-dart-ghoul]

They nodded, clutching their violin a little harder. "Just like I said I would."

Dart gently shut the door behind him but didn't bother to lock it. He glanced around before finding a spot on the floor that seemed relatively clean and went to stand there. As he passed Lavis he noticed the little nub tail and it reminded himself of his own nub tail. Dart could only imagine Lavis didn't choose to get rid of his tail like Dart did, though. Dart found the appendage to be a nuisance so he had it amputated. The scare was minimal and there's wasn't a nub but a slight bump near his tail bone.

"Did you... Did you used to have a preference in music? I know quite a few songs. I'm sure there would be something resembling that."

About a week or so after Dart had met Lavis, when he'd eaten the raw lamb with Lavis on the stone floor and had been outraged that someone ruined music for the other ghoul, there was a knock on Lavis's door. The same sound from the week before. The same muffled voice came from the other side of the wooden door as well, "Lavis? My schedule is clear. I assumed now may be a good time to keep my promise" He surely was one for consistency.

Dart had returned. He'd never actually "promised" to return. But he kept his word like every declaration was a promise. The ghoul didn't really expect Lavis to be awake at this time. It was late at night. Most ghouls were asleep. But that's what made Dart so comfortable playing. No one could hear him.

//Take your time answering this!! No need to feel rushed :3 I just had such a good time last time that I couldn't help but return >:) -@ask-dart-ghoul

Lavis looked down when the door opened, he was once again on the ceiling. Once he saw it was dart he immediately felt better. He slowly crawled down the wall and sat on the floor, smiling and tilting his head.

".... Dart.!.. " Lavis exclaimed excited. His lil nub where his tail was amputated was wagging. "... Miss-.. Ed.... You..!!..." Lavis said, pouncing on the other(magically avoiding the violin) and nuzzling his cheek.

He was very affectionate with someone he was familiar and comfortable with. He was still in the process of his skin scabbing so he got a lil blood on Dart.

[ask-dart-ghoul]

Dart had predicted the blood this time and was smart enough to change into something he cared less about before visiting. Of course, he still needed to look somewhat dignified, so he chose a simply black fitted tee and some casual slacks. Though, his dress shoes remained. Dart moved his arm holding his violin out the way as Lavis came up and nuzzled him. "Eh... Hello. I didn't expect you to be so.. er.. excited."

They awkwardly patted Lavis's back, trying to be gentle as to not hurt Lavis's skin (or lack thereof). "It uh- It's nice to see you too."

About a week or so after Dart had met Lavis, when he'd eaten the raw lamb with Lavis on the stone floor and had been outraged that someone ruined music for the other ghoul, there was a knock on Lavis's door. The same sound from the week before. The same muffled voice came from the other side of the wooden door as well, "Lavis? My schedule is clear. I assumed now may be a good time to keep my promise" He surely was one for consistency.

Dart had returned. He'd never actually "promised" to return. But he kept his word like every declaration was a promise. The ghoul didn't really expect Lavis to be awake at this time. It was late at night. Most ghouls were asleep. But that's what made Dart so comfortable playing. No one could hear him.

//Take your time answering this!! No need to feel rushed :3 I just had such a good time last time that I couldn't help but return >:) -@ask-dart-ghoul

Lavis looked down when the door opened, he was once again on the ceiling. Once he saw it was dart he immediately felt better. He slowly crawled down the wall and sat on the floor, smiling and tilting his head.

".... Dart.!.. " Lavis exclaimed excited. His lil nub where his tail was amputated was wagging. "... Miss-.. Ed.... You..!!..." Lavis said, pouncing on the other(magically avoiding the violin) and nuzzling his cheek.

He was very affectionate with someone he was familiar and comfortable with. He was still in the process of his skin scabbing so he got a lil blood on Dart.