Your papers are due in two weeks. No extensions. Any questions?
Class dismissed.People need this. So I thought, why the hell not.
-Keith
<>{{ What the hell are you “hehehhehe”ing about? }}<>
==> Log out and smack your hands against his cheeks really hard from behind. Then, pull his head back to stare down at him.
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“…They aren’t, apparently. Everything feels so much duller, I think I might start to change my character again… Something a little different. Perhaps lime or teal. If I can even get my hands on a lime. Do they even exist anymore?”
Drawing Feet and Shoes from 萌えキャラクターの描き方 (How to draw moe characters)
==> You hug him and nod. It was nice having a troll that cared about your safety. especially one that you knew was definitely strong enough to make up for your complete lack of strength.
C-Courting ish fine. I uhm… I want to know more about you When ish your wriggling day? What ish your favorite food? I know you like shark documentariesh…
==> He opens the door and you jitter a little before steping inside, but wait for him to follow you in and retake his hand before going any bit further.
-=//==—> Yeah.
-=//==—> My wrigglerday was last perigee, the 18th night in that period. Favorite food?
==> You closed the door behind you and took his hand again, this time a little more loosely and relaxed.
-=//==—> I’m mostly a meat-lover…said that shit a bit earlier. But I don’t just watch shark documentaries, but fucking anything that’s interesting with biological / historical shit.
-=//==—> What about you? When you’re wrigglerday?
==> You’d really like to figure out the other things on your own or with time. There was still a little too much white space to cover.
the-alternian-bishounen-squad said:
===[ Aaaah, I mean have you asked her out on a date or anything? Or well… did you kind of do anything special for her? ]
`v` Well, I st^yed up ^ll d^y ^nd p^inted something phor her, like you suggested I should! I g^ve it to her this evening, ^nd she re^lly liked it, so. TH^T’S pretty speci^l, right?
===[ Well, if you feel really great about yourself and if you feel satisfied by her response, I think that’s great! ]
===[ Also… she seems really into art but… have you every had an evening where you could maybe paint together with her? That would be pretty cool. Like sharing energy or something! It doesn’t even have to be quadrant-related, just as friends. eve ]
===[ You can even play truth or dare while painting! Each dare could be art-related. Like daring each other to paint a certain kind of picture? I’m not sure how art works exactly… but I remember that Pythos used to paint a lot and it was always this weird kind of abstract stuff. He always used a lot of yellow… But yeah! ]
I build and fix all of his automobibblesh. And I clean when he makesh me. And cook.
==> Ugh your way of speaking. Sometimes you thought it was ridiculous. He twines his fingers with yours and you blush a little, smiling a bit.
I… I jusht don’t want him to eat me. I can do that eashily jusht by not running into him…
-=//==—> Look, if you do bump into him, run fucking straight to me, kay? I’ll fucking punch him so hard, he’ll turn vegan.
==> If he’s really going to be your matesprit, you might need to give him something in your hue. His theme is really beautiful, you’d hate to ruin it.
-=//==—> …Hey… What do you think about us fucking courting for a red instead of jumping straight into that shit? That sounds more fucking formal. Yeah. Another note is that we’re fucking here now…
==> Really. How many minutes have you both been standing in front of the furniture departmenthive? Must be around twenty minutes already. Just open the damn door already. Yeah, like that. What a perfect gentletroll you are.
MUH-MATESPRIT?! Absholutely not!!
And he ishn’t my moirail either! He’sh my bossh I work for him!
==> And not because you wanted to either.
I would never have him ash any kind of quadrant.
==> he puts you back down and rustles your hair. You sputter a little, but when he puts his hands back down you look for a moment before hesitating, then reaching for his hand.
==> He wouldn’t mind, would he? You hoped not.
-=//==—> Boss…
-=//==-> What the fuck do you even do?
==> Ugh… you really suck at this affection thing.. But when you feel his hand slide into yours, you give it a gentle squeeze before knitting fingers with him.
-=//==—> …Do you want me to fuck his shit up? I’ll fucking do it.
==> Your cheeks flare out orange and you bite your lip a little. You hold onto his hand and watch Ricmen. You felt so bad this wasn’t what you intended at all. And he seemed really upset at you.
==> You look at the ground sadly.
“Oh, look at that. You’re wrong.
It’s been about a week.
And since you’ve taken the liberty to free yourself of me, I figured I’d stop looking for romance. If some shithead like you didn’t want to try to court me, who would?”
He scoffs, shaking his head at the other Indigo. He really didn’t want to bother wasting his breath on the other troll now. He was upset enough. It would just be best to completely leave and not think about the little orangeblood either now. Fuck both of them.
“Have fun with your little fling.”
He decided to lash out one last time. Hissing as he left the other two behind.
-=//==—> …
You didn’t think he’d take that so personally. You’ve been mateless as well, but for your own selfish reasons. Either way, you glance down at the orangeblood.
-=//==—> You know him?
