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❝I’m the quiet you’ve been longing for.❞ || MDNI || #DWRP
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· Apr 25
a man wearing a white shirt is sitting with his hand on his chin
ALT: a man wearing a white shirt is sitting with his hand on his chin
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❝I'll keep digging. But I'm not hopeful there's much more to you other than a hole.❞ ┃ #DWRP
━ The Big Bad Wolf. More wolf than man.
━ Trigger Warning; Adult themes ahead!
━ Writer and muse are 21+, MDNI.
━ The Big Bad Wolf. More wolf than man.
━ Trigger Warning; Adult themes ahead!
━ Writer and muse are 21+, MDNI.
Dragging out a large box of Christmas decorations.
November 28, 2025 at 7:28 PM
Dragging out a large box of Christmas decorations.
He has SO MANY leftovers.
November 28, 2025 at 5:34 AM
He has SO MANY leftovers.
He has many things to be thankful for.
.... He'll be keeping them to himself, but they exist!
.... He'll be keeping them to himself, but they exist!
November 27, 2025 at 9:33 PM
He has many things to be thankful for.
.... He'll be keeping them to himself, but they exist!
.... He'll be keeping them to himself, but they exist!
He's not American.
And yet, he's preparing for Thanksgiving anyway. Bustling around the kitchen, cooking a stupidly large amount of food.
And yet, he's preparing for Thanksgiving anyway. Bustling around the kitchen, cooking a stupidly large amount of food.
November 27, 2025 at 3:05 AM
He's not American.
And yet, he's preparing for Thanksgiving anyway. Bustling around the kitchen, cooking a stupidly large amount of food.
And yet, he's preparing for Thanksgiving anyway. Bustling around the kitchen, cooking a stupidly large amount of food.
It's a nice night despite the chill.
He's going to take a long walk.
He's going to take a long walk.
November 25, 2025 at 7:54 AM
It's a nice night despite the chill.
He's going to take a long walk.
He's going to take a long walk.
Reading an old, beat up journal.
Smiling to himself as he does.
Smiling to himself as he does.
November 24, 2025 at 10:01 PM
Reading an old, beat up journal.
Smiling to himself as he does.
Smiling to himself as he does.
Offering the reader a glass of wine.
"Please, sit with me."
"Please, sit with me."
November 15, 2025 at 4:02 AM
Offering the reader a glass of wine.
"Please, sit with me."
"Please, sit with me."
With a dramatic (and playful) roll of his eyes, he nodded and handed her the mug.
"Yes."
"Yes."
“ may i have a taste? ”
Glancing up.
"Yes, dear?"
"Yes, dear?"
November 13, 2025 at 2:33 AM
With a dramatic (and playful) roll of his eyes, he nodded and handed her the mug.
"Yes."
"Yes."
.... Junobot. This is mine.
It is polite to offer JUNOBOT, but JUNOBOT must decline, for it cannot drink such liquid. Stia tranquillo - JUNOBOT will sufficiently dispose of the material.
Has made himself some hot chocolate.
November 13, 2025 at 2:27 AM
.... Junobot. This is mine.
Glancing up.
"Yes, dear?"
"Yes, dear?"
leaning in.
Has made himself some hot chocolate.
November 13, 2025 at 2:26 AM
Glancing up.
"Yes, dear?"
"Yes, dear?"
Has made himself some hot chocolate.
November 13, 2025 at 2:20 AM
Has made himself some hot chocolate.
.... I'm not ....
I am also offering to help, if that wasn't clear. When *was* the last time you rested?
I am also offering to help, if that wasn't clear. When *was* the last time you rested?
yeah, yeah, i'm working on it, man! stop shouting at me! gods, does everyone gotta shout at ME? it's always crukking lalo work, but it's never lalo *rest*, HUH?
Mm.
Well, no time to delay. It has to be fixed.
Well, no time to delay. It has to be fixed.
November 3, 2025 at 1:39 AM
.... I'm not ....
I am also offering to help, if that wasn't clear. When *was* the last time you rested?
I am also offering to help, if that wasn't clear. When *was* the last time you rested?
Mm.
Well, no time to delay. It has to be fixed.
Well, no time to delay. It has to be fixed.
shit's crukked, man.
*Again?*
November 3, 2025 at 1:31 AM
Mm.
Well, no time to delay. It has to be fixed.
Well, no time to delay. It has to be fixed.
. . . Oh, dear.
kinda like chlorine gas yo
Hm.
The air feels... strange.
The air feels... strange.
November 3, 2025 at 1:24 AM
. . . Oh, dear.
*Again?*
yo dude i think we've got a gas leak?
Hm.
The air feels... strange.
The air feels... strange.
November 3, 2025 at 1:23 AM
*Again?*
Hm.
The air feels... strange.
The air feels... strange.
November 3, 2025 at 1:16 AM
Hm.
The air feels... strange.
The air feels... strange.
"No. Well... I suppose it could be seen as one. Just not by me."
The smile on his face was so painfully fond. But not in the way it is when he looks at her.
A subtle difference.
"I'm sure once I left, they started voting on what the best one was."
The smile on his face was so painfully fond. But not in the way it is when he looks at her.
A subtle difference.
"I'm sure once I left, they started voting on what the best one was."
“ oooh! i like it a lot! it’s actually very good. ”
the woman leaned in a bit to examine the pumpkin.
“ was this for a contest? ”
the woman leaned in a bit to examine the pumpkin.
“ was this for a contest? ”
Fishing his phone from his pocket, he quickly scrolled through his photos, eventually finding one of a long row of pumpkins.
He pointed to the one in the very center. Just a typical, smiling one.
"That one's mine."
He pointed to the one in the very center. Just a typical, smiling one.
"That one's mine."
November 1, 2025 at 5:21 AM
"No. Well... I suppose it could be seen as one. Just not by me."
The smile on his face was so painfully fond. But not in the way it is when he looks at her.
A subtle difference.
"I'm sure once I left, they started voting on what the best one was."
The smile on his face was so painfully fond. But not in the way it is when he looks at her.
A subtle difference.
"I'm sure once I left, they started voting on what the best one was."
Fishing his phone from his pocket, he quickly scrolled through his photos, eventually finding one of a long row of pumpkins.
He pointed to the one in the very center. Just a typical, smiling one.
"That one's mine."
He pointed to the one in the very center. Just a typical, smiling one.
"That one's mine."
“ i would! ”
she moved the candy before scooting a bit closer.
she moved the candy before scooting a bit closer.
"It was lovely."
A smile crept onto his own face. Debating how much he wanted to reveal.
"I genuinely do have a picture of a jack-o'lantern I carved. If you would like to see it."
A smile crept onto his own face. Debating how much he wanted to reveal.
"I genuinely do have a picture of a jack-o'lantern I carved. If you would like to see it."
November 1, 2025 at 5:09 AM
Fishing his phone from his pocket, he quickly scrolled through his photos, eventually finding one of a long row of pumpkins.
He pointed to the one in the very center. Just a typical, smiling one.
"That one's mine."
He pointed to the one in the very center. Just a typical, smiling one.
"That one's mine."