ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕔𝕚𝕧𝕒𝕝 𝕕𝕖 ℝ𝕠𝕝𝕠 | Lord of Whitestone

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⵊ ᴡᴀs ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏɴᴄᴇ. Bᴜᴛ ɴᴏ ᴍᴏʀᴇ. ⵊ ᴀᴍ ᴀ sᴀᴘʟɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴛʀᴇᴇ - ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ sᴛʀᴏɴɢᴇʀ. ⵊ ᴀᴍ Vᴏx Mᴀᴄʜɪɴᴀ’s ʙɪᴛᴇ ᴏꜰ ʙᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ɪʀᴏɴ, Dɪᴘʟᴏᴍᴀᴄʏ’s ʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴀʀᴍ ᴏꜰ sᴛᴇᴇʟ. ⠀⠀⠀

@briarwoodcursed ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ strangely.✧ I love these so much!!! 💙💙💙 Picrew, right? ⠀⠀⠀

more kisses for them.

⠀ ╱ the holy trinity of circe ships . ⠀

———— 𝕻𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖉 ———— 𝐒𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡. SFW RP Ships w/Chem MDNI Penned by Pips.❀ ♡ & rt?

@briarwoodcursed ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ I will do my best? ⠀⠀⠀

⠀ @DiplomacyRetort get that out of my head . ⠀

⠀ someone help her . a baby waved to her in the street and now she’s having baby fever . ⠀

@DEADLYDARLlNG ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ with the single, and kept the double for himself. "So. . .I take it from the /nonchalance/ with which people use these terms that they just - " He waved a hand. " - discuss these matters often and without care?" ⠀⠀⠀

@DEADLYDARLlNG ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ He nodded, his eyes glazed like those of a man struck in the head with a club as he walked to the cabinet, retrieved two glasses and the bottle, and poured one finger's worth of golden-brown whiskey into one, and two in the other. He offered her the glass ⇩ ⠀⠀⠀

WHAT —

@briarwoodcursed ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ "You. . .you would?" ⠀⠀⠀

@DiplomacyRetort ⠀ ❛ i could help expand your practical knowledge ❜ . ⠀

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ❝There really are no secrets around here, are there. . .❞ ⠀⠀⠀

@DEADLYDARLlNG ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ His head snapped up, one of his hands grasping for hers. "Wait! Would you. . .like to have one with me?" ⠀⠀⠀

@DiplomacyRetort She gave a gentle squeeze to his hands before letting them fall from her grasp, a smirk creeping onto her lips. "See? Told you a stiff drink would come in handy. I'll just leave you to process, dear..."

@DEADLYDARLlNG ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ the rest. . ." ⠀⠀⠀

@DEADLYDARLlNG ⠀⠀ ⠀ Percival's eyes grew as round as his glasses, and his hands slackened within hers. His mouth fell open, and closed, fell open, and closed; doing a credible impression of a beached fish as ruby-red stole into his cheeks. "N-No - no need, that is. I can imagine ⇩ ⠀⠀⠀

@DEADLYDARLlNG ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ [Murmurs to himself] 𝘈 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘮. . .𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵? 𝘈 𝘵𝘰𝘱. . . 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵?? I think context would most likely help, in this instance. ⠀⠀⠀

@DiplomacyRetort You're a clever man, Percival. Think about it. You can surely read between the lines if you look at this contextually. Though, if you want a better explanation, perhaps you'd best find a seat — and a strong drink.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ What is all this talk of tops and bottoms? Top what? Bottom what? Meanwhile, I, on the other hand, have been laid bare as a virgin. . . ⠀⠀⠀

@briarwoodcursed ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ "I-I. . .I'm not 𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵. . . I know how things work. . . I just. . .I have limited practical. . .knowledge." ⠀⠀⠀

@DiplomacyRetort ⠀ ❛ about you being inexperienced ❜ . ⠀

@briarwoodcursed ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ❝. . .which part? The lack of secrets, or. . ?❞ ⠀⠀⠀

@DiplomacyRetort ⠀ ❛ ‘s that true .ᐣ ❜ ⠀

@DEADLYDARLlNG ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ particular make and vintage you wished to replenish our stores with?” ⠀⠀⠀

@DEADLYDARLlNG ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ Percival laid the palm of his free hand on his breast. “A de Rolo always keeps his word.” He smiled. “That sounds like a fine idea. I doubt Trinket will sit quietly for even a quick sketch, so perhaps I can find a treat to persuade him with. “Was there a ⇩ ⠀⠀⠀

After stopping in to give Trinket some much deserved attention, and perhaps a few berries from the nearby bush, Percival arrived back at her side, offering his arm. "How chivalrous, darling." She taunted, taking it all the same and starting to stroll towards the gates. +

@Moonpathdruid ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ The whitehaired man smiled, sliding his hands into the pockets of his long blue coat. “So you can understand me? Are you an intelligent wolf? Or is this not your normal form?” ⠀⠀⠀

@DiplomacyRetort Another nod was given. Her gaze following his hand as it moved away from the odd instrument. Feeling herself relax as there was no unknown danger from it now. The wildshaped druid thought about returning to her normal form, since he didnt seem like one to speak with animals