ᅠ ᅠBlood; glass shards in his cranial. The sanguine drips slowly as the man was heaving air. On fours and just clearly was beaten up from a person. Moreso a group that believed in what he had done. A cough of blood and just rather calm about it. A drunken mum ling mess in the dark sidewalk. ᅠ

ᅠ ‎ᅠ ‎ __________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ ┊ ⋆ ┊ . ┊A WOMAN OF MANY DUTIES ‎ᅠ ‎ᅠᅠ ‎ᅠ ‎ᅠ ‎ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠThe portrait that lays before him in the mirror is one of bloated corpse of an alcoholic. The buzzing of the light in the restroom, the world, the place, home. He's still alive. ᅠ

// new acct of her soon chat

ᅠ ᅠThe wolf is a handyman, so he knows about pretty much anything. ᅠ ᅠWhat is the problem? ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠIt was a long day for him too, but her words did not bother him in the slightest. Not even a tinge of remorse or anything. In his eyes she was just a troubled kid that is clearly not speaking what is troubling her. However, he did know she did mistook his curt nature to rudeness, much like +

ᅠ Come on, it's better than paying an arm and a leg from someone. ᅠ

ᅠ Broken car? Good thing he's a handyman. He can fix anything. ᅠ

ᅠ ❝ Blow myself ... ? ❞ ᅠ

// sometimes I miss Deviantart rp from 2008

Figure it the fuck out, you have the brains to position yourself just perfectly.

// cracking knuckles. Time to. Cause rp beef with my invicible variant with the sonic verse starting with lei

WHAT IM ASKING MORON, is how, like the fuck.

❝ Mo•bian ... Mobian? Never heard of that before, but interesting. Seen a lot of them popping up. ❞

You're batshit insane even

How "Do I blow myself" ? Someone just told me that, just now.

ᅠ ❝ Have a nice day, miss. I'm here if you need someone to talk to about your problems. ❞ ᅠ ᅠReplied back in that deep yet bleak voice of his. Watching the lioness walk off in anger much like a spoiled back. A soft stuffed laugh escaped those jowls. Shifting to continue his work and fixing the +

At this rate call him a brat tamer

// they fr going bar to bar

ᅠ ᅠHearing her voice and the clear anger, it did not cause any emotion. Just the same neutral face to stare at her, not an ounce of anything. He heard worse from his step mother that caused a lie to spread to wild fire, ruining 𝙝𝙞𝙨 life. Especially how people talked behind his back. Hell, even +

<- Asking him how it sounds and he'll reply every music sounds the same to him.

ᅠ ᅠThe man continued to shovel the dirt with those gloved hands ignoring the "𝙥𝙪𝙣𝙠" in his eyes. Forgetting how lions are rather prideful in nature, but the wolf cared not. Almost ignoring her for a brief few minutes before replying. ᅠ ❝ You heard me miss. Sometimes people who aren't ready have a +

ᅠ ᅠWatching her movements as it broken occasionally look at the dirt he was shoveling to fix some pipes. What he could say is she did have a pair of pretty eyes. Ears would twitch as he heard her muttered before replying a little louder so she could hear him behind that music. ᅠ ❝ Hey, maybe +

ᅠ ❝ It's honestly scary. Anyways, so many of your kind around, I'm curious. What are you? ❞ ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠA low growl before silence upon hearing those words of the man. In truth, John was right. ❝ Detective, I have to say that you're on private property with no warrant or anything. I don't need to speak to you. ❞ ᅠ

// the. He died to the power of friendship 😭

// think I should bring my shiesty mark on bsky and kill evyone like I did on twitter than I gained popularity for going bar to bar on fight rp

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ᅠ ᅠThe clearly hung over and still some what drunk man stood there, but stumbled back a bit. Lost his balance for a second when he stretched. Not knowing he had accidentally jumped into the stranger walking by. Gaining his balance and a soft low yawn. Those brown hues gazed at the other ... +

ᅠ ❝ Get off my back, bud, I don't know you and you don't know me. ❞ ᅠThe smell of cheap whiskey adorned with cheap cologne lingered in the air. Glaring back at the ... abomination. ❝Suprised you were not aborted. Look at you, a walking failed fetus. Thin. Grotesque. ❞ ᅠ

—♦➽ ‎ᅠ ‎ᅠ ‎ᅠ ‎ᅠᅠ ‎ᅠ ‎ᅠ ‎ᅠ ‎ ˖⋆࿐໋₊ ‎ ،، :💦 : ‎ SHACKLED BY HER LIBIDO, SHE SIMPLY CAN’T HELP HERSELF. A MAGICIAN, A PRIEST, AND A COOMER. ‎ᅠ ‎ᅠ ‎ᅠ ‎ᅠᅠ ‎ᅠ ‎ᅠ ‎ᅠ

ᅠ Gazes at reader, hand on his maw, whispers. ᅠ ❝ That nun has a third leg. ❞ ᅠ

// can't recover, but I get to rewrite everyone's now favorite single father handyman and his daughter growing up lore.

<- will panic at anyone doing those imaginary basketball hoops

ᅠ That is why he has a #1 dad mug for his coffee, duhhh ᅠ

// FUVK GOOGLE DELETED ALL MY LORE DOCS FOR MY CHARACTERS

ᅠ ❝ Everyone around me has violent tempers. ❞ ᅠ ᅠNot like he has the temper of a hockey player

You genuinely are.

ᅠ ᅠCalling him sensitive only made him internally angered, but he kept it at bay. Wiping the blood from his own clothing, but one smug toothy grin. The masochistic side showing with a low chuckle escaping his maws. Inhale and exhale. ᅠ ❝ You're doing that fang thing again, it's goofy. ❞ ᅠ ᅠThe +

ᅠ ᅠShoveling some dirt that the residents complained about. Especially after having to deal with some entitled ones. Dark sunglasses on to prevent someone from seeing such bloodshot eyes. A brief pause to get a break. The neutral frown and soft breaths of air. ᅠ

// the ai slop and the verbose gooner stuff

// haven't been active, but surprised people follow because of single father dilf

ᅠ That is why he's been gone. Getting milk. It's been years. ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠLeast to say, Joey is not the friendliest amongst the neighbors. Standing there with a bottle of whiskey as he continued to sip, trying to ignore the other. Rather slowly getting a bit irritated by their company. ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠHis body moved to the rhythm of his breathing. Slouched forward with those blood shot eyes glaring at her. Rolling his shoulders and straightening his posture with an audible neck crack. It was nostalgic to him really. ᅠ ❝ You don't know me, miss. I handled brutes on the ice rink way more +

ᅠ ᅠIt ain't nothing new. Wiping that bloody nose with his wrist. Extremely masochistic much like his peak days of hockey. A soft wry laugh. ᅠ ❝ That all you got? You punch like your fists are marshmallows you fuck. ❞ ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠTrying to impress the depressed wolf dilf? Well you made him question everything about you now. Look at that. ᅠ