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it hurts to become.

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his wings melted all the way and he fell miles and miles into the ocean and brained himself on a rock; that poor stupid asshole.
and i’ll tell you what: i’m no better. i’m no fucking better.
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it’s like this. icarus made wings out of wax to escape a prison. but when he was outside for the first time in years there was the sun hanging up in the sky above him and he thought it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. he flew closer and closer and his wings started to melt, but he didn’t give a good goddamn.

independent multi-character.
n/s/f/w and mature themes present. 
focuses mostly on mundane supernatural events, family dynamics, & dark humor.
previously at bloodypart & offbeatempathy.
two and a half years of roleplay experience.
mun is under eighteen and selective.
skype & kik are available to mutuals.

he kept flying up until he couldn’t fly anymore, and his eyes were probably burning, and his skin was probably burning, but still he didn’t care. and then his wings melted all the way and he fell miles and miles into the ocean and brained himself on a rock, that poor stupid asshole. and I’ll tell you what: I’m no better. I’m no fucking better.

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what the hell. ❝ i don’t—i know they haven’t been feeling top notch. it’ll pass, though. i’m deidre. dupont. ❞ dee changes her surname like every other day, incredible. she spares at glance at gale and there goes the forked tongue and she shrugs. what does she even call them. ❝ a darling, right? i haven’t named it yet. do the honors? ❞

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stanley. let's name it stanley. ❞ he's not sure where the name comes from. but here we are. ❝ and it's real nice to meet you, miss. i'm flynn. old friend'a gale's, i guess. ❞ 

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❝ hi, hello. are you franklin nichols? mister reilly is indisposed at the moment, i’m afraid.❞ alright, so, she’s barely wearing anything and she has a snake around her shoulders (and that snake is looking a little too aware)(it’s gale).

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❝ oh, uh. do y'know when they're gonna be done? ❞ this barely fazes him, what the hell. though his gaze lands on the snake after a moment. ❝ what's its name. it's real cute. ❞

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   ”Okay but listen, I’ve got        nachos. Do you really mean to say       you’d rather finish up this job over        coming to eat nachos and watch Netflix       with me right now?”

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❝ that depends. will there be cuddling and kissing? I don't know if I could stomach nachos and leaving work without some cuddling and/or kissing. ❞

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