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@xiiimorscerta.bsky.social
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"Our dreams will definitely come true." "Even if I have to do it myself." ~ Sunday ( โก + โป )
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@mythussfable.bsky.social โ โ โ โ ๐.โ You into piss? โ
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ Did it work? Does she think he's cute? โ
Ariganara@luctussororis.bsky.social ยท 12mo ago... Did he just attempt to be all cutesy??
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ Morbid curiosity. Yeah. That's it. Just ... silly, intrusive thoughts. Haha, eto bleh ~ โ
Ariganara@luctussororis.bsky.social ยท 12mo ago... Fair enough. Morbid curiosity is a wild thing.
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ What would Ari taste like. โ
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ Wonder how Mr. Wings is doing ... โ
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ Don't try it, he'll get her account banned. โ
(๐ฃ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐๐ช๐ผ๐ด๐ฎ๐ญ ๐๐ฎ๐ท๐ฒ๐พ๐ผ) Sparkle~@maskofelation.bsky.social ยท 12mo ago"I'm canceling you on tweeter dot com!" โโ (ฬจฬก โพแทแฃโพแท )ฬงฬข โโ
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ Yeah, it's not even a question. โ
(๐ฃ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐๐ช๐ผ๐ด๐ฎ๐ญ ๐๐ฎ๐ท๐ฒ๐พ๐ผ) Sparkle~@maskofelation.bsky.social ยท last yr."Am I still banned?" (สฦชแตฯแต)
||ร: Got my first actual notification on Blusky in months. Holy shit this app sucks with notifications.
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ โ You weren't the last to be invited, โ he gently reassured her with a pat between her ears. By now he had expected such a reaction, although her better behavior around her sister seemed shocking. โ You were just the last one I could find. โ He gave her a sly wink โฅ โ
Ariganara@luctussororis.bsky.social ยท last yr.-- let out a small laugh, noting "Good to know nothing about her has changed over the years... but really, there's no need to give me any gifts anyway; I hadn't expected a party after all... That said, thank you Mister Gallagher for bringing her."
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ โ Settle down. Save your attitude for when you get inside. โ His command made light with an airy laugh, the bartender set her down onto her feet once inside the Hostelry. Its cool aquamarine walls had been decorated in celebration banners, the bartop lined with glittering โฅ โ
Ariganara@luctussororis.bsky.social ยท last yr."... last one invited? What the hell are you going on about?" Well, she's not kicking or flailing about at least, even if her arms are folding and she's pouting. "... Also, I don't need a pity invite if that's what happened -"
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ โ You're the last one we invited. Figured you'd be here moping around. โ She has no choice but to accompany him to the Hostelry. The Hostelry, which even from the outside, seems to have quite a commotion going on behind its doors. โ
Ariganara@luctussororis.bsky.social ยท last yr.Immediately SQUEALING-? "G-gallagher-! What the hell-?!" Even if startled... at least it got her out of her depressed little funk for now.
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ โ There you are. โ A heavy hand fell upon her shoulder . . . before he picked her up like a puppy and tossed her over his broad shoulder to be carried away. โ
Ariganara@luctussororis.bsky.social ยท last yr.It's her sister's birthday. It's... a day alright.
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ He's back at the bar and added a new menu item. โ
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ Being a bartender required more than knowledge of drinks and a halfway decent customer service face. Alcohol was a drug of intimacy, unshackling inhibitions and bringing truths of a personality to light. Emotions felt fragile when inebriated. It was partially the job of a good โฅ โ
Ariganara@luctussororis.bsky.social ยท last yr.-- respite.
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ The Bloodhound only hummed in response, affectionately rubbing his hand over her shoulder. His eyes drifted closed as a little smile crept across his face, just the slightest bit smug with her prickly response. โ Not a problem . . . โ He'd let her decide when to let go. โ
Ariganara@luctussororis.bsky.social ยท last yr.-- onto him, silent momentarily before she says much quieter, "... Th... thank you..."
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ It isn't quite the holiday to celebrate at a bar, but it will be the weekend and thus more patrons were expected to come through. . . . . he's still reading over the note a few times before chuckling to himself. โ Didn't know you could cook . . . โ โ
Ariganara@luctussororis.bsky.social ยท last yr.A small delivery to @xiiimorscerta.bsky.social , since Pi Day is tomorrow... also to compensate for a lack of a lack of a Valentine's gift last month. A sugar vanilla cream pie. She simply refuses to elaborate and leaves, but there is a note that says "Happy Pu Day. Incase you are busy tomorrow."
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ โ It isn't, but it makes the praise better. โ Into his warmth she stepped, his muscular arms folded around her tiny body as he pressed her into his soft chest. A large palm patted at her back. โ You're doing a good job. I'm proud of how far you've come. โ
Ariganara@luctussororis.bsky.social ยท last yr."... A hug isn't praise, you fool-" Even so... she glances between his face and his outstretched arms before slowly stepping forward and meekly wrapping her arms around his body.
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ Slow blinks. โ Me? Well if you insist . . . โ Opening his arms up in the universal signal for a hug offered. โ
Ariganara@luctussororis.bsky.social ยท last yr.Yanking @xiiimorscerta.bsky.social down by his tie so they're at eye level. "I expect it from you, especially." There's just that typical pout and glare of hers as she demands this, too.
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ Hurt him, baby ~ โ
Ariganara@luctussororis.bsky.social ยท last yr.Of course he'd be into that.
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ Hot. โ
Ariganara@luctussororis.bsky.social ยท last yr.Taps mic, looks around, takes a deep breath. "Cock and ball torture from Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia at en.wikipedia.org. Cock and ball torture, CBT, is a sexual activity involving torture of the male genitals. This may involve directly painful activities --
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ Now there was a thought that honestly hadn't crossed his mind until now: just what would Ari taste like? Wasn't like he'd tried "dog eat dog" before. But now it made him curious . . . โ You really believe I'd eat you? โ he crooned, his eyes lazy. โ
Ariganara@luctussororis.bsky.social ยท last yr.It's only natural she takes a step back, her cheeks heated as she folds her arms. "A-as if..! It's just- With the previous mention of things and all it's better to make sure we're on the same page, is all-"
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ โ Afraid you might be on the menu? โ He grinned innocently as he leaned over her, almost looming with his hands in his pockets. โ I bet you'd be a delicious dinner. โ โ
Ariganara@luctussororis.bsky.social ยท last yr."Wh- ... Not necessarily, but... I suppose it depends on the type of dinner-" She doesn't want to accidentally get cannibalized given the context, after all.
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ An eyebrow slowly lifts. โ Is that an invitation to dinner? โ โ
Ariganara@luctussororis.bsky.social ยท last yr."Not gonna lie... You're pretty hot when you get too silly."
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ Twists his waist. CRRRRRRACK !! โ
โ โ โ โ ๐.โ โ I knew you cared. โ An odd language of affection, but one they seemed rather content to keep. Gallagher lifted his hand to rummage through his pocket, searching for a cigarette. โ Been up to anything exciting? Besides bothering Sunday. โ
Ariganara@luctussororis.bsky.social ยท last yr.-- peg or two at times... Even if it is just with threats of leaking cursed information."