𝒢𝓇𝒾𝒻𝒻𝒾𝓉𝒽 𒉭

return of the god.
#BLEACHRP, #MVRP.
Existence by reason; heavens stander.

𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙊𝙍𝙄𝙂𝙄𝙉𝘼𝙇.

Psh — nuh uh!

Oh please. Casca this, Casca that.

But he could..

Oh come on.

He's arrived ~

𝐎’ 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐑.

"Don't think about it too hard, Guts . . you'll give yourself a migraine."

Taking another swig, Griffith would slide the bottle back over toward the other.

"There's many dangers in this world . . maybe they'd meet the same fate , maybe not."

So tiiirreeeddd

Watching, Griffith would slowly sit beside the other, keeping his gaze on the empty cups he brought out only to slightly look over, taking the bottle and repeating the same actions as Guts.

"Mm.."

"Of course it is — what kind of man do you take me for?"

He's handing the bottle over.

"If I wanted to end your life, I would have done so already, Guts."

He's grabbing the glass bottles of alcohol, as well as two cups before walking over.

"Stop suffocating yourself in your miserable attitude."

Rolling his eyes.

"Oh stop it . . have a drink with me."

Jokes on you, buddy.

Biiigggg stretch!

New day , more time to annoy Guts !

you make me sad

then i won't jump.

Don't be lame - pay me with a smooch ~

pay me with what exactly 🤨

T'awe come ooonnn - don't be like that!

I think YOU are -

Don't lie, you're literally so excited ~

NUH UUUHHHH