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Tea or coffee, which do you prefer?

fox

Hello fox! Hmm that is a tough choice I always have coffee first thing in the morning I take it black with sugar. But tea is nice usually if I’m up late and night and need to relax but also get work done.

Black with sugar? That's actually kind of cute. When it comes to tea, I can picture you in that 'bad guy' way—sipping tea with soft rock playing in the background. I had another question in mind, but you caught me a bit off guard, I have to admit.

Ello, ello, dear knight! (I had to add a twist to it) How are you?

fox

Good morning fox, I like it cause cream just makes it where can’t actually taste the coffee, today I should have gotten it black but lack of sleep made me skip breakfast so it’s something flavored this morning.

Yeah I like to think the whole “bad guy” thing is very a much a me thing but I wore mostly pink today to workout but that’s cause I’m just tired and don’t care

Also what was your other question I wonder?

That's actually adorable. I'd tease you about almost preferring cocoa milk—not that it's a bad thing. Did you eat well, at least? Did you have a nightmare?

I should offer you some glitter to match the vibe today. You'd absolutely rock it. Glitter~

As for my other question... Which would you choose: a dagger or a sword?

fox

Ironically enough I'm drinking hot chocolate as I'm writing this.

I Haven't eaten much today I had a snack but that's it. It has been mostly coffee as food/ drink today. I didn't dream last night thankfully so no nightmares, also aaa glitter is a mess of a substance I was out last night and got glitter on my hands actually. But yeah, today's vibes were pastel pink flared leggings and a pink green day shirt so you're not wrong about the vibes.

The answer to that question would be dagger, they are easy to hide and to cut with. But I do own a sword she's pretty I don't have any daggers anymore though I used to collect blades.

I’d simply reflect on the delicacy in your gesture, but right now, I’m more focused on that hot chocolate.

I’m not sure I know you well enough to suggest whether you should eat better. Either way, I hope you treated yourself kindly today—slowly. I’m loving the vibe and your love-hate relationship with glitter. I hope you had fun. Did you see the sunrise? I feel like a pancake right now.

By the way, does your sword have a name? *sneaks a candy beside you*

fox

Yeah I sadly didn’t see the sunrise this morning I woke up around 7am/8amish

I honestly feel like moss right now

Yes,my sword does have a name it’s Athena she is a old catholic knight sword I got a few year back which is ironic cause I’m a satanist

*grabs candy* Thank you small fox

Moss? Why? A dark kind? The darkness would be intriguing, but would you let yourself be hugged? The more I think about moss, the more I think about something soft and fluffy.

Oh, it’s a bit of a fun irony, but it almost feels like destiny that you two met. Some might title it "The Damned and the Blessing," or something like that. I’m not sure—maybe "The Corrupted Blessing." I bet it has a nice design. I mean, you are art, she is art... *Just realizing I am rambling at this point.*

Thank you too, sunshine.

fox

Cause I feel like moss is sometimes cold and shows up in overgrown places I feel like I'm overgrown and sitting just on bones. Also, I feel like I would let myself be hugged I'm a very touch starved person, so I'd enjoy it. Also, it's okay to ramble I like to listen a lot so please feel free to ramble to me. <3

Coldness can often conceal the warmest desires—passionate, untamed, and beautifully tangled. Do you ever feel overwhelmed by your own intensity sometimes, rather said overgrown? Even if it's more than this in bones and moss.

Could I hug you, even from a distance? Let’s make a deal: if you pinky promise to ramble back to me whenever you feel like it.

fox

True you are not wrong and yes, I get overwhelmed by me easily there are some nights when I feel the need to rip apart my skin and my body because I'm not being held. I also have been told by doctors that my body is hyper-aware of everything that is going on inside of me so that's why I have chronic pain.

I pinky promise I'll ramble whenever I think of something. I hope you keep this promise dear cause in my world when you break a pinky promise, you lose a pinky.

Thank you for sharing this. Probably you’ve become accustomed to living with the pain. At this point, I find the initial part more unbearable because it feels like a vicious cycle—one trigger can lead to another. Even if the pain or sensation fades, it doesn’t mean it’s truly over. *Gently boops your cheek.*

In your world... I’d love to explore more of it as time goes on. Fair enough. But I could let you take more than a methaphoric pinky finger in another context. I chose to be a fox for a reason.

A little more of this, and we might just resort to some romantic threats.

fox

Oh? so why did you choose to be a fox?

*Smiles* I think you're the first person to kind of understand it, I'm used to pain honestly It became where the pain doesn't hurt it is just uncomfortable. But it has made me crave worse pain cause the rush is nice.

What could I take from you?

It probably comes from reading too many mangas where foxes are seen around shrines. I’ve grown to appreciate their belief in being devoted to someone, whether it’s platonic or not. Of course, their playful behaviour plays a part of it as well. That’s just part of it—it will unravel slowly, bit by bit.

I think you have a beautiful smile. *giggles* It’s interesting, isn’t it? There’s something intimate about knowing how to give someone exactly what they desire.

Oh, curious now, aren’t we?—mostly anything, really. That’s the simple way to put it.

fox

Ah okay I understand that, also thank you I swear you'll make me blush

Yes actually, I don't like to ask questions, but I like to know things.

But I wonder if I'll ever meet you

Also, I got this ask right before I was about to sleep as it's 1:20 am for me so goodnight my dear fox

I'll let you know if I suddenly decide to reblog all kinds of well kept hidden likes. As for the askers, they can send pics freely, but those who are anon can’t still (understandably, on some level). :'p

Be careful with your neck, honey; I still want to lick, uh, ki- bite it. Let’s see who has whom on a string. I was smitten from the start, which makes me nervous.

I’ll pat myself on the back for doing such a good job of keeping myself under wraps. For now, I officially followed you this month.

As for my pronouns, she works perfectly.

Aww, I won’t lie: I like to see you wondering who I am. It keeps me being on your mind. :))

fox

True I’m happy I could make you smitten immediately idk how though

What would you do if I did find you?

Good to know lovely lady

I think about you lot more then just that.

Tempting. I might dream about it. 🍓

You make a good point. I have a bit of a masochistic side; being bruised and bloody can be enjoyable in certain contexts. *Playing with my fingers*—but that’s built on mutual consent. And certainly when you are too in a pleasant mental place. *kisses your cheek*

That’s sweet. It’s touching to think you would give anything you lacked in a family.

Delightful. You’ve caught my attention, sweetheart. Your appearance doesn’t matter; your actions and gestures are beautiful simply because you exist.

fox

Good hopefully it’s a good dream. *smiles blushes* well thank you ma’am

I’m a sadomasochist, so I can do that completely sane. Also awwww look at you being healthy it’s so strange it’s cute

Yeah let’s just say I have enough mommy and daddy issues to get a discounted stay at a psych ward. (I’ve already been to enough of them though)

I will sob right now don’t test me, that is the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard. It’s really hard to think someone likes me just cause I exist it’s a very strange feeling. It’s like I feel like internally crying in a good way that’s a feeling I always wanted but never had.

Hehe, I’ll let you know in the morning. You’re more than welcome, strawberry.

Well… it’s my turn to *blush*. Thank you. I suppose something had to balance out all the unhealthy parts.

I’m proud of you for admitting those things. I tend to joke about my daddy issues instead of addressing them. By the way, do they have good food? That’s the real question.

Aww, I wish I could kiss your tears away. Cry as much as you need if that’s what you need to accept the feeling and get used to it—sometimes, that’s how we learn to live with them. Remember, you are worthy.

fox

Okay I can't wait to hear about it <3

Yeah, l cope with humor on pretty much everything. Also, as for food it was shit when it was a short-term place [3 days to a week] but when I was vegan in the long term it was good [out of state with 3+ months of stay I was there for 4 1/2 months]

I have so many crazy stories from the psych ward it was my 2nd home when I was a teenager, I wish they kept the straight jacket though I felt it would have been comfy

Awww you're very sweet, you're so nice that it's strange for me at least

also, for your goodnight message, I won't be answering it I'll be keeping it for my brain shrine lol

Good night darling

Morning, angel! hope you’re resting peacefully and managing to forget any stress from the day. How does a "brain shrine" work?

I’m getting ready to start my day—hanging out with my dad, tidying up, diving into some uni work I’ve been putting off, figuring out how to disappear into a crowd just so you’d have to chase me…

I’d love to hear your stories when you’re ready to share. My teenage years were pretty relaxed—mainly trying to escape home while being hopelessly infatuated with someone.

I get why it might feel strange, but as long as it’s the good kind, I won’t stop. That’s part of my sneaky plan. Give yourself some credit—I’m sweet because you’re sweeter.

fox

Good morning / about to be goodnight because I have not slept yet, I should really get a bedtime but I am about to sleep. I just took a break for the day I was working on a crochet bandana because I remembered my yarn and hooks exist. I need to finish some projects anyway cause I'm president of a craft club uni and I need to finish our display for the fall fest [I have to make so many spikes for my jacket ;-;]

My teen years were bonkers, with lots of chaos and I was a homewrecker at one point {no proud of that one} I also get that I only had one crush and never dated while in high school.

Ah what is that sneaky plan hmm?

Also, how did you sleep? have any fun dreams? or was it nightmares?