Eʀɪᴄᴀ 𝕾𝖑𝖆𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖊𝖗

//Shamelessly stolen unlike Emilia's theft

//you know you found good friends when you just spend too long talking about how your ocs will totally be friends just because of vibes and food even when there should be no reason for them to meet

//ma'am, that's not how you seduce people. Also, there's gold stuck in your head.

//everyone's characters having sexy moments and then there's this hobo

I hunt monsters.

//anyway, work is fun

//It's just a treat, you know? Like good food.

//something about smooth talking men in crop tops...

//I didn't realize I needed crop top Kurt in my life. Almost took me out like '97s crop top Remy did

You're close.

And that guess is?

I'll give you one more.

world, or even just let himself have a moment to just cry. A chance to be weak instead of always having to be strong.

"No."

She stood before pulling him in for a hug, his head on his chest. There sas a subtle tremble in her hands, both in carefully contained rage and in the fear that she almost lost someone else.

"This is me reaching out."

It was unspoken, but she wanted him to know he could scream, curse the

Nope.

//I can make him worse ♡

//eats him ♡

//now he's a murderer. Crazy

//tastes like murder and childhood trauma. Delicious

//consumes his soul-

//... eats him lovingly?

//eats him-

Get it? Because homeless orphan with trauma-

< Could have been a batkid if Bruce got ahold of her before the Order

No hotdog costs 500.

Taking ten and giving the rest back.

Please. Just enough for a hotdog.

Holding her hand out-

//unexpected angst just from a late night snack post? More likely than you think

//sips tea