(((( Thanks for the follow! )))))

Scarlet - I like you.

Teal - I’d date you.

Red - I love you

Pink - I could stay on your tumblr the whole day.

Yellow - You’re amazing.

Purple - I miss you.

Blue - I want to meet you.

Lilac - You’re cool.

Brown - I don’t like you.

Green - I like your tumblr.

Black - I hate you

White - Delete your tumblr.

Lavender - give me your mortal soul/skype

Barnaby could just see the lights of Sternbild though the rain that was spattering across the car widow. He had been in the backseat of the company’s Mitsubichi for hours, and the sight was a welcome one. He was acclimated to being busy, but days like these made him question the purpose of NEXT Heros. Photoshoots, company meetings, armor fittings, upgrades, more photoshoots….. His thoughts were interrupted abruptly as he was swayed to the side of the vehicle as it turned sharply onto the express way. It was a cheap thrill to watch as they accelerated into the city- the car one with the rush of other people, cars, lights and sirens. As the car gradually fell into place in traffic, Barnaby allowed himself to return his gaze to the window. The lights pulsed through the rain that had begun to fall gently through the night……..

((((( otl will add more maybe? cool title for a crappy paragraph…. otl im distracting myself from my math exammmmm)))))

So I’m just scrolling, enjoying all these awesome RPing people and googling baby kittens, and then I see “These Little Games We play” and its like all my cries- darkshadesofgreen and barnabynotbunny-, aimless scroll and then all of a sudden I’m arrested by these feels its like omg how. Just how. *gross sobbing*