♣ mediated by @inexorableDeadshot

>> Woah, um,, Hmm,,, My mateડpr¡t ¡ડ my mateડpr¡t, he'ડ ¡mmenડe1y ¡mportant to me and ¡ 1ove the way he treatડ me. ¡'m not 1ook¡ng for anybody to "treat [me] better". ¡f you are ¡ntereડted ¡n me, the 1aડt poડડ¡b1e way for you to get Anyth¡ng ¡ડ to d¡ડparage the peop1e ¡ 1ove.. ¡ th¡nk th¡ડ ¡ડ the f¡rડt confeડડ¡on ¡'ve gotten that'ડ 1eft a bad taડte ¡n my mouth.

⧃ Alright, =o

⧃ I do not have anywhere near the patience for this tolight. I am going to focus on this movie then sleep. =o

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@inexorableDeadshot The day and night cycle matter very little out here in space. The time passes in a haze of artificial lights and arbitrary schedules set by men who don't need to adhere to them. So it doesn't strike you as odd when you're woken by the persistent buzzing of the bell to your quarters. In your line of work, visitors should be expected at all hours. You roll out of bed and head for the sparse front room, not bothering to redress. Anyone coming to call during your off hours should know to expect to find you sleeping. You sleep through most of the hours that Cy's away. The officers on the other side of the door, however, are not your usual visitors. They are the kind of officers you yourself have sent to grieving heiresses, mourning the quadmates you had killed, marked by the patch on their right arms. You feel a knife twist deep into your chest before they've even opened their mouths to ask to be let in. This is the last time anyone calls you by your first name. Without Cy, Thaene Riqael doesn't exist. You Are like me 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗
Evil @controversialMilk be like "Let me double tap your Hate and Mediate buttons"

>> ¡ do that to peop1e ડomet¡meડ, juડt not very often!
you're so fucking funny i'm gonna throw up

>> Def¡n¡te1y ડuper coo1 AND the beડt, not OR.

>> Becauડe you're ડuper coo1 and the beડt ??

>> Def¡n¡te1y ¡con¡c

th1s 1s a death bounty what the fuck are e1ther of you talk1ng about

sound advice. travelling the rivers have taught me that there are creatures like the ocelot that will challenge even expert swimmers. got locked in a day long battle with one. it took burdening it with misfortune to eventually bring it down.

🜏 no ii diidn'♱ ii jus♱ wan♱ed ♱o ♱ell u unrrela♱ed ♱o urr pos♱ ii fel♱ liike u should know (:死亡 ♅

(•́⍜•̀)🎪 SOMETIMES WHEN IT GETS REALLY MUTHAHAFUCKING EARLY, AND I'VE STAYED UP TOO DAMN DEEP INTO THE DAY, I START GETTING ALL UP IN MY FEELS AND SHIT. START FEELING THE GUILT AND REMORSE AND PAIN CLAWING AT MY MUTHAHAFUCKING NECK LIKE A BANSHEE DIGGING BARBED-WIRE INTO MY JUGGALO JUGULAR. BREAK OUT IN A MUTHAHAFUCKING COLDSWEAT REMEMBERING WHAHAT THEY DID TO ME. THEN I REMEMBER THAHAT I GOT A PHAHAT MUTHAHAFUCKING SHLONG SLUNG BETWEEN MY LEGS AND I FEEL BETTER ABOUT IT. :o) LIKE DUDE FUCKING I'M PACKING GODDAMN LMFAOOOOOOO. xoD #nsfw
yeah no $o i wa$ talking about the fa¢t that you are not allowed. that'$ fu¢ked.

◥▶◀◤ —> You should.



