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@BRlGHTSTARS “ 𝙂𝙤𝙙, I sound like a kid again.”
Dryly forcing a laugh, he didn’t want to bring down the vibes either, idly drumming his fingers against the edge of the table avoiding looking at Carter’s eyes.
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@BRlGHTSTARS “But what do you do when science can 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙮 explain it.”
“It’s just, exhausting to live life with something that you’ve never even asked for.”
There’s a break in his confident demeanor, words becoming tinged with the feeling of vulnerability Donatello hated. —
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✮ ⁘ ⁙ ⁚ ⁛ ❲ @ANTIMCTTER ❳
“trust me, if anyone’s going to understand what it feels like to have their bodies ripped apart and stitched back together in the name of ‘science’, it’s me.”
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there’s the faintest flicker of 𝙙𝙞𝙜𝙪𝙨𝙩, those eyes firmly set upwards on the first thing he notices about the stranger, certainly not whatever they said.
(, that’s one ugly hat, why would you even wear that )
——it’s 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙤𝙪𝙨 even, donatello thought.
ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ 𝐖𝐇⩜⃝𝐓 ᅠᅠ ᴬ͟ᴹ ᅠ ᅠ𝙄 ᅠᅠ⍰ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ@NYGMARlDDLES
gif starter for ( @ANTIMCTTER )
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can he do the 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 .ᐣ ‘
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𝕿͟͟͟𝐞͟͟͟𝐦͟͟͟𝐩͟͟͟e͟s͟t.@fractialics
can i come over and look at you like this for the next few hours.
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@ImogeneTheVQ “ 𝙣𝙤." he answers bluntly without skipping a beat, eyebrows falling into knots out of displeased concern. “if you didn’t enjoy it then I 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 it, but…”
he slips into the space beside her, “ allora, do you want to talk about it .ᐣ”
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@ANTIMCTTER She groans, embarrassed, flopping herself down onto the ugly mustard yellow couch that wantonly attacked her foot.
“I am /not/ having fun. But did you enjoy the show?”
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“Having fun? — 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 .”
Teasing her with half lidded, dreamy eyes entangled with admiration , Imogene makes him smile. Her particularities are so , 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜.
Imogene@ImogeneTheVQ
Imogene, trying to do the Seductive Sunday thing and getting angry about it. Posing prettily, leaning against a doorframe, then standing up to pace like some kind of caged giant cat. Pursing her lips and then rolling her eyes and kicking the couch. Arms crossed over her chest.
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@TheMotherIander “ you think I’m strong — 𝙗𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙖?” his eyes flicker to hers, amused tone lacquered in a playful, honeyed flavor as they converse. ‘
clearly he’s being sly — and yet, the fractures to the room’s reinforced surface betrays what seems like a simple, twenty two year old.
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