Tessera

… 💢 you are just trying to get me away from here so you can continue doing— whatever it is you are trying to do and accomplish.

i see! perhaps, a trip to another realm can spark things up for you? or somewhere other than your shrine? just a couple ideas for you to try! vacations should be fun and relaxing!

mundane if anything. lounged on rocks overlooking a village, quite dated… children chased me around through the paths, never felt so young. 🦊

so lovely to hear the roses appeared for you! that makes me so happy to hear! how was vacation, then? relaxing i hope?

i ‘ have been taking a vacation. i just walked off to my shrine for six days and, just now, got back! 💢

hm, but you seem to hold so much resentment! surely having all of that built up isn't great for the soul or mental health? why don't you take a vacation?

you are putting too much thought and speculation into something very transparent. do not patronize me, cinnamon. i do not feed into courtyard games.

don't tell me you have nothing better to do, hm? are you jealous, dear? what troubles you?

tch—

oh trust me, i don't plan on having it ruined!

wow i sure hope your hard work does not get ruined !

working overtime and i couldn't be happier!

something… something just happened.

you think i hate you ¿ you think a word as simple as ‘ hate describes the emotions you have caused me to have? the years of hiding away in the shadows, mask after mask until i found something completely unrecognizable from my true self. something i hate to see when i look in a mirror, but have

i thought you were BEAUTIFUL ! { eyes widen, tears flow faster and now he's coughing up a petal. this argument has him.. not feeling very well. trembling hands grip at the hems of his sweater. } a - and it still do, and I probably shouldn't, but oh my fucking god —

dehydrated rose petals for aesthetic.

you have had ‘ how long to say something since then? but you have stayed * QUIET. you have not once addressed the issue, ‘ my change ‘- all youve done is… — piss off to nowhere with all these * FREAKS, or sulk away in that garden❗️ i changed everything about myself. ‘ everything. and you did and

if this is about — { the pressure on his head is enough to push him away, though it leaves thorned vines from the stress and emotions. roses grow, and his wheeze gets worse, and then a cough.. shaking his head, he keeps his distance now, but he doesn't leave. not yet. } *YOU* were the one who

you dont—, you dont even know what * you did ¿ how can someone be so dense and pitiable, so hopeless and yet once so full of potential. [ his eyes squint a bit as he fights his own displays of emotions, nose scrunching as an inhale is taken. the kitsune in modern theatrical disguise finally takes

{ for once, tears fill his eyes and threaten to fall. desperation intensifies, and he's hitting at the other's chest. hit.. hit.. yet it's light, as if he didn't want to actually hurt the other. a broken sob breaks through, and smacks his fist down onto their chest. } what have i done to you

[ his expression is indifferent, void of tells— eyes peering down to watch the desperate reaching actions of a breaking man; the spirits chest rises and falls in a calm and collect pattern, an arm lifting as hand draws towards its throat. fingertips drag light against the flesh, only an action

{ he freezes, before lifting his hands to try to sense his flowers from his garden... only to sense none. eyes wide, distraught, angered. a strangled wheeze escapes from him, and he turns towards the yokai. hands reach out to grip onto the front of his robe, shaking him. } what the FUCK is your

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lol!

that is very interesting! learning something * new every few years.

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its growing on me.

Do you like it?

is the dye suppose to burn.

He has brown ears.

why is it rolled up. 💔

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bestie youre getting brown dye on my ear.…