various lyric starters // @heartreveals // accepting (:3｣∠)_
A sharp STING pricks his heart, face stoic nonetheless as calloused hands pull his ripped jacket tight around him. A man who could—— no, would —— never let words hurt him, he chuckles dryly.
“To think Anya, I thought you believed me not to have one at all.” Thick bow arches in challenge, eyes never falling from her own.
“What’d you expect ?? Sometimes you have to do the unthinkable to get what you want. That’s LIFE.”
various lyric starters // @flamesofesmeralda // accepting (:3｣∠)_
A question for PAUSE —— Dmitry had to bite his tongue. A Russian rat from the sewers ?? Figuratively, he’d been through it all. Memories of HUNGER, desperation branded onto his skin. H O P E reigned despite it all, Dmitry would never lose that.
He’d make it, one way or another, even if it was on the folly of others.
Nonetheless, a SMUG, cheeky grin tugs at his lips, eyes sparkling with childish play. “Well, it has been known to snow in Russia, so considering I grew up there — yeah, I’ve been through a few.”
various lyric starters // @lastdynasty // accepting (:3｣∠)_
STARING ?? Of course he’d been looking. Not that he’d ever be f o o l i s h enough to admit it. Immediately Dmitry scoffed at her words, an expression of admiration, fondness IMMEDIATELY replaced with annoyance.
“I wasn’t even —— like what ?? Just because you could be the grand duchess, doesn’t mean it’s all about ‘bout YOU. I was just admiring the view, the change of scenery.” Yeah … right. S m o o t h.
