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#his eyes are such a deep blue like 🧢<--- that blue
motherthroat · 9 months
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ok see now i'm gonna go down the list again n send u a novel bc quite frankly i'm relentless n want to know wht three emojis u wouldn’t give me + clown around Together 😇
🍪 - this is a given and my motivation behind handcuffing us together for all of eternity duhhh<3
💥 - this is visible to anyone with eyes but i do understand tht it may be nice to hear so yes mori ur layout is very pleasing 👍
🚬 - you Are cool, n perhaps intimidatingly so, but not to me bc you’ve been soft w me before n even tho you're taller.. in my heart, you're my height. or shorter :3
🍜 - see i can’t say this bc i feel like ur skills cannot be imitated bc wht infuses such flavor into ur work is the fact tht it comes from You n it has ur heart in it. so. i will leave all of tht to you n all of the fawning n rabid cheerleading to me 😌
🧠 - yes i learn that there are indeed intelligent life forms out there which is always reassuring and desperately needed in these dark times amen 🙏
suddenly blind and unable to read idk wht the next emoji is omg 404 blue screen of death currently buffering only to finally load…..
🍧 - yes. u are. n i remember sometimes going “omgggg am i special… seeing the soft underside… 🥹👉👈” heheheheheh but again this is jus a Given like. nods at u
🧢 - see idk if i have the proper qualifications to determine whether or not ur a Bro and i would hate to be misdiagnosing out here 😞
🫀 - ok so see the thing abt this one is tht i’m actually a goodie two shoes tht can’t fight n has nonexistent arm strength so this whole killing someone n digging a grave thing would have to perhaps fall to u like . it’s almost a cannibal au situation except we’re not eating them yk? 🫶 but i would offer emotional support ofc n a moist towelette to wipe the blood off. sooo ride or die as in that + i'm your chihuahua guard dog tht would bite anyone's ankle <3 (but this is also a given bc again: the handcuffs. would i cuff us if we weren't ride or dies? exactly.)
🗣 - the thing abt this one is i’d be happy tht ur out there thriving living ur life or i’d assume tht u were here but deleted ur posts before i woke up / logged in bc the alternative would also kill me immediately </3
the only time i’d ever send u a tomato is if i were gently placing one in ur hand bc we were in the kitchen cooking something delicious n u asked me to get u one :) peace n luv on planet earth
i made tht small text n it's still long as hell . rip
𝄢 hey 😎
🍪 ─ u're v fascinating n i mean that. even if u do smth incredibly weird that'll annoy me i'd still go hmm i can fix them. or not bc i'll most likely be knee-deep joining u on wtvr u're doing. u make my ti-dom...... ti-domming
💥 ─ the fact that i'm ur moot rn is prove bc ppl w horrid sense of aesthetic just existing piss me off
🫂 ─ a given. in fact, u can bring up the most outta nowhere, embarassing topic n i won't ever think fuck this lil weirdo asking me stupid shit. tho if it's trivial matters like a post reminding me of u, i prefer to interact publicly. for no rzn................
🚬 ─ no ♡ u are cool... the way i find will byers cool. unintimidatingly so. n the fact that i'm shorter in ur heart is actually sickening to read ngl. this is us denise, this is how we look side by side ↓ 1.) i can rest my chin on top of ur head 2.) if i'm any shorter then we'd both be chihuahua material which is wrong
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🍜 ─ ur ability to befriend anyone quick n be generally likable instead of mr. oversuspicious who yells at anybody stepping on his lawn due to a few bad experiences x
❤️‍🔥 ─ do i need to say anyth. c'mon. c'mon. everytime i log in, i wonder what's denise gonna say today abt raggedy ass ppl n what cute stuff is denise gonna come up w. u helplessly dying on the floor due to ur lactose intolerance for the 5th time is Content. atp i'm an enjoyer of a whole denise* not just denise the st blog
🧠 ─ maybe. not necessarily learning new things but being reassured that smone hasn't forgotten the thing
─ ok? i was making a creamy red sauce rigatoni w flan as dessert n u gotta pay the kiss the cook toll to even get the flan i put on the upper shelf but ig smone is full. more for me 🙄
🍧 ─ another given. n here's the thing: i don't like it when ppl get 💗💞💓💕💖-coddly w me. s not inherently bad, just that a lot of em expect u to match energies/respond similarly which is. i don't do that. n i don't like how fragile sm mutualships can be over it. but i don't mind u barfing ur love all over my activity partly bc ik uk how i am n none of my painstaking push n pull will deter u + it's U. that's it
🧢 ─ pft no. never even crossed my mind. u hv ZERO bro energy
🫀─ i knew u have the arm strength of soggy fries so i alrd fully assigned myself to do the brute work yes. on a srs note, u're my Friend friend. now me making a distinction between a friend n a Friend friend seems terrible but the latter isn't just existing in the same space peacefully, no, i wanna get to a point where u n i fight over small things n make up 5 mins later. i want us to bonk e/o on the heads. i want sm henpecking going on when necessary. ik u can be relied on for that level of #trust
❤️‍🩹 ─ *n this is why i wanna meet u irl. i want this so bad it's actually embarassing
🗣 ─ yes but if u're enjoying life away from this lawless wasteland n its chronically online weirdos i can do nothing but let u be. get that fresh O². touch that grass
🍅 ─ why the hell would i give u this. why. not in a million yrs. unless... ☹ peace n luv on planet earth indeed. later i'm peeling chilled fruits n sharing it w u on the front porch as we watch the sun set alongside édith piaf's hymne à l'amour
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rook + 🧢 romantic please? I like to think he just has a closet of hats lying around lol
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Rook seemed to have a hat for every occasion. (In fact, he almost seemed naked without one.)
The hat you were most used to seeing was tan, with a wide brim, and a single white plume adorning with. He had the same one, with a different coloration, to match his dorm uniform: deep blue-violet, an ebony feather, and a scarlet band. A third, in black, for Halloween.
Then were his multitude of caps, in all colors and patterns. He had sported one during Beans Day, and another for his birthday—and how could you ever forget that grey camouflage every P.E. class?
You found yourself staring at it now as you bobbed beside him, feet hitting the pavement of the track rhythmically. He was merciful enough to keep at a steady pace, jogging at a speed that was easy for you to manage.
“Why do you wear hats, Rook? It’s not like it’s an official part of your uniform, like Octavinelle’s or Diasomnia’s is.”
His eyes slid to you, shadowed emerald cutting against his sharp profile. “Fufu. Are you curious?”
“I am. If I weren’t, then I wouldn’t bother asking about it.” You tilted your head to one side. “Do you just like hats or something?”
“If only it were as simple as that!” Rook chuckled, shaking his head—and setting his shiny locks bouncing. “It’s a bit of a trick that I’ve picked up, you see. It helps to disguise my presence as I sneak upon the unsuspecting!”
“... Really? With how gaudy some of those hats are? I’m not sure if I believe you.”
He chuckled, sweeping his cap off and placing it on your head. Rook set it at a deep angle, the visor bent to obscure your vision. You gasped and skidded to a halt, grasping at your face to correct the darkness that overtook your eyes.
And still, you heard that melodious laughter of his, felt the warmth, the touch, of his mouth against your forehead.
“Rook!!” you cried indignantly, tearing the hat away.
“Je suis désolé. I could not help myself—I longed to see it what surprise might look like upon your face so fresh with curiosity.”
“Geez, are you ever going to give me a straight answer?”
“I’m afraid that that is something for me to know—and for you to find out,” Rook teased, wagging a finger and winking. “If it is the answer that you seek, you will have to give chase to it. Let your ardent heart carve the path forward as you pursue that which is most precious to you.”
You pouted as you thrusted his hat back at him. “I don’t need to, silly. You’re already my answer.”
He smiled tenderly, all the green flecks in his eyes scattering to the sun and sky—no longer overcast by a visor. “And you, mon amie, are my answer.”
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