Posts by bleakdecember.

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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]holy shit cx


    But yeah
    Literally scared the shit outta me
    He said "It's good to be evil, it's good to be king. But it's good to be the evil King" and I got war flashbacks to Mad King Ryan cx

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]Impale them? He didn't want to hurt anybody much less kill them. He was not one to kill nor was he one to fight back. One could even call him a pacifist. He looked at all the blurry figures, gaze flickering to Elodie at the mention of a new pair of glasses. "I-I don't know.." he stammered. He didn't want to talk about it, he didn't want to relive the whole thing. When he felt a wing on him he flinched back, scared to be touched. Bleak wasn't going to have anybody touch him. Never again. But it seemed his prayers were ignored as he felt himself being raised up. He stared at Reiki with wide and terrified eyes. "P-please.. Put me d-down." the boy would manage to say.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]The collision made Jake snap out of his daze and stumble backwards a bit. He was surprised, really. Why would someone be running on the sidewalk? The Brit blinked a bit before his emerald gaze landed on the figure who had run into him. He seemed scared or at least like he was in a panic. Jake's expression softened into a reassuring smile and he held out his hand for the other to grab if he needed help up. "Hey old chap, are you alright? You took quite a tumble." he would ask softly, head tilting to the side.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]idk what the hell was wrong with me
    Let me go see what it was exactly I posted bc holy shit
    11(?) Y/O ME WHAT WERE YOU THINKING

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]aaaaaAAH I LOVE IT SOMMUCH!!
    Thank you he looks so fricken adorable

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]gaaap


    Guys
    Guys
    look at the sleepy smol in signature
    he looks so precious now that I see him fleshed out

    I say fleshed out but I mean like actual art of him
    thank you mochii<3

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]Vapepaw was wearing a dress? He thought the other wanted to look cool. He had told Bleakpaw not to speak of the hug they had shared that one time.. So a hug was uncool but a dress wasn't? Ah, he wasn't going to think about it anymore. The shaky tom shuffled over to sit near Bi. A small smile was on his maw and he raised a paw to cover his maw so his soft laughs wouldn't escape. "V-vape, I think you l-look very h-handsome in that d-dress. It l-looks r-r-really good on you." he said once he had controlled his small burst of giggles. Really, though. Vapepaw looked very pretty that outfit. It was unusual looking, a dress he had never seen before. "Wh-what k-kind of d-dress is that?"

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]i made my Dave go blind..
    ...
    Whoops
    And then had nightmares about his BF John dying without him able to do anything
    And uh
    ...
    Yeah
    Whoopsies
    also he got drunk in a female's body and sang some Avril Lavigne song or something idfk


    Anywho

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]karkat's was "if this is love I don't want to be loved" huehue
    His meet and greet was a lyric from karkalicious tho so


    Lowkey says passive aggressive by sarcastic flirting even tho I don't ship davekat but it'd be hella funny anyway cx


    Must
    Torture
    Bleak
    More
    But how

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]break an antler huh
    ...
    ;^^^^^^)
    thank you
    The hard part is to think of a plot that'll make slowly make him more Jake-like yeee


    jOHNDAVE WHOA YES PLZ 8D
    MAKE SHER HAPPY PLS LOL


    I'm mean to bleak bc I can
    Don't think I hate it
    I cri when I listen to sadstuck playlists which was the first thing I did when I got home whoops


    Also my grandpa just gave me his ice cream maker machine thing and a shit ton of ice cream mix I'm so happy

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]Was he really going to do this? What if he didn't even feel the same? What if he was just making Bleakpaw feel special for enjoyment. No, stop thinking like that Bleak. He wasn't like that, he wouldn't use Bleak like a toy. He was Bleak's best friend, right? Or at least he hoped he was his best friend. Bleak always felt happy around him, always got flustered and felt just overall loved when he hung out with the feline that was covered in plants. He was different from everyone else he had met. He considered a hug uncool but wearing a dress was badass. He couldn't complain, though. He did look good in that dress. But this was Bleakpaw's time to shine, to be the one to "flirt" back. So with what courage he had, he stepped out into the middle of camp. He wore a bow tie around his neck and had a few orange tulips he had picked a little out into the territory in front of his paws. His legs felt like jelly and his stomach was felt like it was flopping about. He wanted to forget this and just not do it, the fear of being rejected too much for the Brit. But he had to. Part of him was pushing him to do so and so he took in a deep breath before shakily speaking,


    "V-Vape? A-ah.. Will- go. Sh*t.. W-will you go out.." His voice trailed off into a soft whisper, hot tears pricking the corners of his eyes. He couldn't finish.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]huehue ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]iiiits official
    I hate geometry

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]nah it's fine I just guessed before I lost my shit and cried
    So all is fine =u=

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]But he felt this was right. It just did. He wanted him before he lost him forever. It'd probably bite him in the ass in the end but he was sure it wouldn't. He sniffled when Vapepaw came over, ears flattening. The words that his ears caught made him want to faint. Did he really say yes? Everything was getting dizzy and was spinning. His breath got in his throat and a few tears fall down his cheeks. This was happening, it was real. He had did it. The other had understood what he was saying and he didn't even get it all out. A shaky smile made crossed his maw and he aimed to tackle the other into a tight hug. He couldn't see what it was Vape found in him, still. Nonetheless, he loved the other. "Th-thank you! I-I mean.." Bleak stammered looking at him with tears of joy still slipping down his cheeks. Bleak buried his face in his neck fur and began to chuckle. Why would he feel so happy about someone loving him? Hadn't he felt love before from someone? Yeah but it just felt as if he hadn't. For once he actually felt like he meant something more to someone.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]i have algebra 2 next year rip

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]lucky
    Next year I'm gonna be a freshman(I think that's 9th grade, idrc what each grade is called in high school tbh cx) and I'm gonna dieeee
    I'm lowkey scared to go to the high school
    A locker?? Um, excuse me pls no I can't cx

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]Bleakpaw shuffled over, feeling rather ill. He sniffled and sat down. Just because he felt sick didn't mean he was going to miss a meeting.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]could u and maybe private
    Gotta reply to stuff and thangs