nameless one @dreamdevouring

Tell me. That expression on your face...what does it mean?

//how he looks in ffxiv-- he's so small

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The cruellest things do not hide in the dark. They sit in full view in the sunlight and in the clearings. I had found an ending. But I did not want it.

i get lost in pretending to be human

Sometimes I think I'm just not built for names.

But know that his devotion is not without reason. Even if he himself can no longer remember what that reason is.

The poor man must have been dreaming. He would gently place a hand on the other's forehead with a tender expression on his face, his singling stopping. "Me? If you like, you could just think I am imaginary. You will forget me soon enough. But for now...rest your tired heart."

The other's smile was so bright, so very bright that he himself was dazzled, colorless eyes looking at them with mild wonder. "Kind? Is that what kind is? It is simply how I function, but it is nice to be called such a nice word! It makes...what I do, worthwhile."

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍Pιzzα . ☀️ @PienoDeSoleil

4 years ago

The other's smile was so bright, so very bright that he himself was dazzled, colorless eyes looking at them with mild wonder. "Kind? Is that what kind is? It is simply how I function, but it is nice to be called such a nice word! It makes...what I do, worthwhile."

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That term is quite new to me. I am curious! Tell me what this 'Daddy' word stands for, please!

//sighs and shoves the h braincell away today was too long and stressful and do much

Red bloomed upon his hand as he clutched a rock ever so tightly. He did not realize as he did so, he was so focused on the dream he'd eaten. He looked almost catatonic, eyes staring blankly at nothing. He would remain like this for a while, unnoticed and forgotten.

despite everything, it’s still you.

A gentle hand touches the reader's face, his eyes filled with a gentle concern. "Those nightmares...will you allow me to take them away?"

It’s mortifying to be the one who remembers.

Ah, a dream of a city in red, of a people falling before monsters. Head held in hands, he had it again and again. Many people shared this dream. He did his best to eat all of those dreams, but it only made his own nightmare all the more real. His expressionless face was pale.

A soft voice escapes his lips as he sings a quiet lullaby.

He is startled at the touch, but the warmth is not unwelcome. Wide eyes will look at the other, his apprehension melting into curiosity. "Long...? Faces can be long? Oh. OH! I am not upset, I am just concerned. Many people seem to be under so much stress. I worry for them."

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍Pιzzα . ☀️ @PienoDeSoleil

4 years ago

He is startled at the touch, but the warmth is not unwelcome. Wide eyes will look at the other, his apprehension melting into curiosity. "Long...? Faces can be long? Oh. OH! I am not upset, I am just concerned. Many people seem to be under so much stress. I worry for them."

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You have troubles? I can take them away...if you like.

A grimace. Why does he sense so much pain?