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back after a break.

craving a heartstopper inspired rp, unsure of the specifics~!

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most of the time i pretend to be really outgoing and happy. but on the inside, i just want to go home and listen to jeongguk talk on a vilive.

The rest of his night went by without as much as a wink of sleep. Long before realizing he could not sleep, Ezrin had lain down to at least attempt to sleep. But even the copious amounts of camomile tea did nothing to help his situation. So he’d made circles in his rooms. Pacing slowly in the...

I am soooo down for a werewolf rp ~

I am definitely interested!

Ezrin didn’t know what to talk about. He was awful at these kinds of things when he didn’t know what the other expected from him. He’d only really met him yesterday and so he did not know him as well as everyone else he was able to pretend around. Maybe he should just go back to that. Yet it...

@ the lake~

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classical music just hits different when you're writing

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odd how when you get an injury you have intrusive thoughts about all the ways you could make it worse

“No I haven’t anything about these things.” He stated quietly, and to give himself time to think of what else was appropriate to say, Ezrin covered his silence with pouring himself more tea and drinking enough to empty to small cup. Why the cups didn’t hold enough tea was a mystery to him. “I...

Reading twilight after binge watching all the paranormal activity movies 🦖

“Who decides the punishment?” Ezrin absolutely loathed the idea of someone sadistic in power, lording over who got which punishment based off of the crime, which in reality to how the staff was being paid, wasn’t entirely a crime to be begin with. What was really a crime was the pay rate for the...

”Yeah, I don’t.” He muttered, staring into the teacup resting idly in front of him. Ezrin would expand on his reasons, but didn’t feel like it today. Or any other day for that matter. Hunger just didn’t come as easily as it once did, not as often. But he did like bread, which he nearly never ate...

The food did look good, he had to admit almost reluctantly to himself. Yet for some reason it wasn’t good enough for him to take a bite. Instead of looking at the food that wasn’t tempting, he looked at Cynric as he enjoyed it. It was easier to watch someone enjoy food, rather than pick at it...

As Cynric came into the room he’d just been looking at all the food, not feeling as hungry as he had when they’d been in the forest. Now that he was within these walls he felt suffocated and unwilling to eat a thing. There was a slice of pie that he frowned at, and some kind of meat with a...