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&.    missing our rps very much. 

„ if y’all want, you can drop smth and i’ll get to those too :)

&.        >3

@damndsouls 
            
            / tips my invisible hat .  hi <3

*    please!   and  @drawred

@drawred ,     the remark made the hound swallow with nervousness. he knew compared to demons, he was nothing.  " how is anything of this my fault?? "

⁽    ʷᶦᵗʰ  ʳᵉᵍᵃʳᵈˢ    ⁾          @damndsouls    ＊     you're  the  one  who  alerted  them.  my  mission  would  have  went  smoothly  without  you,  they'd  be  dead  by  now  too.    （    a  scoff,    ）    wonder  if  they'll  take  a  dead  hellhound  over  a  grade  one  demon.

@drawred ,     for a second, aeson had nothing to say. bitch? what did 'put a sock in it' even mean? the only thing he could think to do was narrow his dark eyes in annoyance towards the other.  " no no, this is all you. "

@6thsens ,     " how is swearing mean? mortals do it all the time. and i only growled because you were being mean first. "  he defended, tilting his chin up as though he was above having to explain himself.  " why are you here anyways? "

⁽    ʷᶦᵗʰ  ʳᵉᵍᵃʳᵈˢ    ⁾          @damndsouls    ＊    and  you're  nice?  you've  been  swearing     [    …    ]    mind  you,  growling  at  me  as  well.    （    his  lip  quirks  up  a  little.  hiding  his  amusement  with  a  hand  again,  sliding  over  to  hover  his  lips  as  his  eyes  narrow.    ）    doom.  a  pleasure,  aeson.

@6thsens ,     " no … ‘cause your mean. "  he mumbled, more to himself than to other. he hadn’t even really done anything too rude, but aeson … well he was a little sensitive.  " i told you my name. so what’s yours, huh? "

@angelicmsgs ,     skating past the fact he’d have to look up what decorum meant later, his grin immediately faltered when hearing his next words.  " i’m only here on earth because i’m one of father’s best. "  he rebutted, crossing his arms over his chest.  " and for the last time, i am / not / a dog. they’re lowly and vile creatures. a tenth of what me and my brothers and sisters are. "

₍     @damndsouls        ₎  ˖⠀ ݁        your kind seriously have no decorum.     [   the angel clicked his tongue in irritation  ,  brows furrowing together as he narrowed his eyes at him.   ]     and here i thought that a dog like you would be properly trained.

@angelicmsgs ,     " me? mock you? / never /. "  as the words left the male’s lips, he had a teasing grin resting upon them. he was clearly mocking him.  " not my fault you have an angelic stick up your ass. "

₍     @damndsouls        ₎  ˖⠀ ݁        is it not serene for you  ?   oh how harmonious the droplets of the earth sound.   perhaps if you appreciate such  ,  you wouldn't be so filled with rage.     [   the angel noticed his envious gaze  ,  tilting his umbrella to cover him too  ,  sheltering the both of them.   ]     or perhaps you are such a way due to your physical stature.   i have heard that smaller beings tend to harness more rage than average to taller ones.     [   he playfully teased  ,  a smug grin pinching his cheeks   ]

@angelicmsgs ,     the rain was already putting him in a bad mood, but being perceived as / short /? could this day get any worse?? with an annoyed huff, he looked at the other’s umbrella in jealousy. he didn’t own one. he never went outside when it was raining. simple. but the betrayal this earth committed, raining when it wasn’t supposed to? unbelievable.  " no, i do not. rain is stupid. it’s cold, and wet, and … ugh. all it does is ruin things. "

₍     @damndsouls        ₎  ˖⠀ ݁          [   an amused smirk crept on his lips at his defensive reaction  ,  amber eyes looking down on the other.   their height gap was only five inches  ,  yet it was enough for the angel to almost tower over the hell hound   ]     average  ,  hmm.   perhaps in other's eyes  ,  you are.     [   he teased  ,  his gaze almost condescending.   the weather was quite heavy  ,  the sound of violent droplets hitting against the black umbrella he held.   ]     i couldn't help but notice how much you curse the rain.   do you not appreciate such weather ?

@blqndiee ,     he moved to rip part of his shirt, the seams tearing as he tore a small cloth for her.  " here. i hear it helps to apply pressure. "

“Yeah.. yeah. I’m okay. Fuck that hurt.”

@blqndiee ,     " you alright, dear? that smells like a lot of blood for a small prick. "

‎ᅠ                a faint, stifling amusement flickered in the depths of his jade eyes, though his composure remained unwavering. carefully, he observed the creature before him, intrigue sharpening his gaze. a single brow arched silently, as though the unspoken question lingered in the air between them. he waited, patient and calculating, until the other finished speaking         before finally voicing the thought that had taken root. “and you’re certain these wolves..     aren’t you?” his tone carried a quiet, cutting edge, the amusement deepening as a subtle shake of his head followed. “it’s been some time since i last encountered one. great beasts,       aren’t they? merciless hunters, ready to devour anything fragile, anything weak.”

@hyrded ,     after maybe a moment’s thought, the hellhound shook his head.  " nope. great thing about having something similar to me on this mortal earth? no one thinks any wiser than face value. "  he explained with an easy grin. humans … so so dumb.  " that right there, my friend, was an animal attack. a gruesome, gruesome animal attack. shame the wolves are coming closer to town, isn’t it? "  it was clear he didn’t take much very seriously. all his words were lined with a playfulness that gave him a more youthful vibe, despite being born not too long after hell’s creation.

⠀    ⠀⠀ the glee in the other’s eyes felt like a taunt, a spark of madness that refused to be ignored. where most would hide from the world and cling to quiet, this one seemed to thrive in chaos. rurik made a mental note to keep his distance—trouble was bound to find the other, and he didn’t want to get caught in its wake. yet, a small part of him lingered, unable to look away.       “you’re quite odd,” he muttered, more to himself than to the other, shaking his head. his tone dipped lower, more pointed. “aren’t you going to cover the tracks?”

@hyrded ,     " ooo, pretty. "  he replied, admiring from afar. which was unlike aeson. he usually didn’t prefer personal space, but the weapon almost … intimidated him. he was sure he wouldn’t have the strength the other spoke of. his was more … animalistic and untamed rather than muscle and brawn.  " how’d you get ahold of it? you a collector of really old things? "