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[txt]: yes :( I don't have a thermometer but I'm pretty sure
[txt]: Wait wait no!! You don't have to come!!
[txt]: I just wanted to let you know I can't meet you for lunch!!
[txt]: Eir you don't have to come im fine! Really!!
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Chicago!
Chicago:What do you ache for?
// for my art to get better, or improve in other words.
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ANNOUNCEMENT
ooc:
{{LEAH IS AN ADORABLE GIRL AND DESERVES TO HAVE HER CHEEKS SQUISHED}}
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(continued from ask)
“Eir? We both have names that start with ‘E’ then,” Eve smiles warmly, lacing her fingers behind her. It wasn’t often that one of the exorcists took interest in her. After all, she wasn’t a comrade. She only served to help her aunt. “I’m Eve. Eve Sophia.”
Her face flushes and her fingers tighten in their lock as she adds, almost hesitantly, “I’m really good friends with an exorcist.. ahh well... more than friends... but... Do you happen to know... Elia? I know that not every exorcist will know one another--but I thought I’d at least... ask...” She gives Eir a winsome smile, her eyes hopeful.
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archerofgod replied to your post
*whispers* u can never resist. it will win.
#[ its so strong ]#[ but id have to reread everything all over again if i ever.... wanted 2 give into the dGM pull ]#[ since ive only been reading random chapters lately and missed a lot in the middle ]#;[ooc];#archerofgod
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archerofgod replied to your post:Online..
bby you don’t have to worry about things like that. everyone loves you. you’re not in anyone’s shadow
((But I feel like I am. From my eyes, I feel like I am in JPP's shadow... I can't seem to be as well-liked as her... and I feel lonely on here... I just... I just don't know what to do.... :'( ))
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"Hey Jamie I was wondering i--oh sorry! I'll wait until you're done." Smiles apologetically and closes the door quickly so the other can finish changing. (i want a blushing jamie)
Your muse walks in on mine undressing. How does yours react?
Jamie stares at the now closed door, mouth open as if his words are stuck on the back of his tongue. Eir had opened the door and left again just as quickly, much too quickly for him to raise a warning or protest. After a long moment of staring at the door, Jamie closes his and yanks up the pants he had been in the process of trying to remove. His ears burn hotly and although he makes no real noise, his head is filled by his own, shouting panic.
Fumbling with embarrassment, he grabs the clean shirt that he had laid out on his bed, beside the dirtied one from his mission. He tugs it over his burning face. Dirt and ash still paint his pants in gray smudges, but no force of God or demons can make him unbutton those again while Eir is waiting outside.
Jamie slaps his cheeks and looks in the mirror. Yep--his face is entirely red. He can’t even see his own freckles and his hands are trembling in beat with hit heart. It’s probably an overreaction to get so flustered about something like this.
A treacherous voice in the back of his mind wonders if she saw his underwear, and it takes every ounce of manly courage he’s probably doesn’t have not to lock the door and just stay here for a few days. Weeks. Years. Forever....
Face ready to boil tea, Jamie cracks the door open and slips into the hall.
“......Y-yes?” Eloquent; he knows how daft he must sound but words have failed him entirely.
#-FINALLY ANSWERS THIS-#the computer deleted my first attempt ;0;#also it got longer than it was supposed to be oops#archerofgod
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"Hi Kanda! I was just passing by after work and came by to see if you were awake. You really should make sure to lock your door properly."
' please get out of my house it's three am in the morning '
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★To Heal or To Kill?★AU★ poisonxpotentate&archerofgod
Eve hurries off the dock, not at all troubled by the glances, glares and stares she accumulated by the crowd of crew, passengers and captains by the water's edge. Her very long hair of white-gold billows behind her, as does her dark cloak, as she heads from the port to the city's guild of healers. Oblong ears with points for the ends stuck out from the mass of hair. Elven. Petite and fair, hiding her strength within her delicate stature--a tool she used on many of her victims, Eve walks down the cobbled city's streets, scanning buildings' signs.
With instructions from her king, Eve had taken to applying for a job revolving around a young woman healer who was deeply in need of bodyguard on her mission to the humans' Royal City. By her lord's words, she was to protect the healer from harm, but intercept her goal to heal the humans' War Lord, and procure the orb of magic from within his domain. Swearing to her king, she would do her very best, or die trying for her people of the woods.
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archerofgod replied to your post “//* gonna be online this evening uwu”
*waves at u* iit's almost 2am here hiii
//* hiii~ It was 11 am, when I made that post!
#archerofgod#outofkomui#[ 9 hour difference means that you're living somewhere in the part of america that streatches from texas to west coast ]
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archerofgod replied to your post:((Kinda in the mood for some AUs? Even with my...
all my likes = yes
((Okay, we need to do this. B) Thank you for coming to my rescue <3 ~ Should I message you?))
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¥ archerofgod
Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Would they date them: yes | noFavorite thing about them: “…….A-a lot of things…”Least favorite thing about them: “She doesn’t take care of herself!”
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archerofgod
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"Hello young miss, you look like you've lost your way. Anything I can do for you?"
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archerofgod replied to your post :I heard that you like mudkips
chill mana
"who do you think i am..."
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{✥} — Ok yeah. She knew the shiner on her left eye didn't look too good. But you should see the other guy! Well —— maybe there wasn't an "other guy." Maybe she fell down the stairs.
Maybe.
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¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Send me a ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ for my muse to find yours in their living room eating a bowl of cereal.
it was late and the teenager wasn't feeling good at all, perhaps was the alcohol he took with some co-workers––or well they made him drink––anyways, kanda wasn't in the mood for sleeping so he decided to eat some noodles to calm down. what he did not expected was to see his french friend in the kitchen––at 3 am––casually eating cereal like nothing.
' what the fuck '
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