ᡀʰᡉ π‘―π‘œπ‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘šπ‘Žπ‘ π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ (@HELLSHOUNDSMAS) header
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β €β €β € β €β €β € the next thing out your β €β €β € mouth better be some β €β €β € Mark Twain shit because β €β €β € it’s being chiseled on your β €β €β € gravestone β €β €β €
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he nodded his side as he glanced towards the male for a moment arching his eyebrow. He finally turned back towards his own canvas for a few seconds. β €β €β € β€œ Yeah they say that β €β €β € art therapy helps but β €β €β € i don’t remember much ” he admitted as he turned towards the
︎ ︎ He listens very carefully. β€œThat’s terrible to hear and I’m honestly so sorry. Everyone has something in their past that haunts them. I personally turn my pain into art, but not everyone is the same. I can’t imagine losing my memories like that.” ︎
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male for a few seconds, he finally reached his hand out towards a paintbrush, just to dip it in the paint and draw a singular line on the canvas that was in front of him β €β €β € β€œ what helps you when β €β €β € you find what you wish to β €β €β € paint ”
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he was up off of the males lap really quickly walking towards the spare bedroom, where he kept his own guitar. He walked back into the room and unbuckle the guitar case as he pulled out his electric from the case, he wrapped the strap around him and sat on the windowsill,
β€œOh, I've figured out plenty.” His eyes returned to the computer screen, where the same unfinished track had been tormenting him for the better part of the evening. He was close. Frustratingly close, actually, and yet, every time he played it back, something felt off. +
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strumming some keys as he waited for more instructions mostly the tune that he’s got stuck in his head. Nothing that had any lyrics. He always just had chords and the rhythm stuck in his head. He glanced up towards Nolan was soft eyes. β €β €β € β€œ Okay what now bossy οΉ– ” he had
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a joking, when he called him bossy more out of respect because Nolan was his boss in the music area. even if they were together.
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he sighed β €β €β € β€œ Not new I just ” he glances away from the painting supplies for a moment trying to figure out how he says it in a nice way because even if he said it in a bad way, it wasn’t directed towards the guy who was sitting next to him β €β €β € β€œ I have a accident
︎ ︎ β€œI’m not here to pass judgement. I don’t think it’s bad. You’re doing your best and that’s all that matters, right?” He shifts and begins to apply some color to his imagery. β€œNew to this, I take it?” He peers over at whatever he’s doing. ︎
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β €β €β € i don’t remember a lot β €β €β € of my own memories ” he swallowed hard as he glanced back towards him for a second. his hand went towards the painting supplies. β €β €β € β€œ It’s like i don’t remember β €β €β € how i used too be what β €β €β € i enjoyed its all like a
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β €β €β € foreign language ” he said as he wrapped his fingers around the paint brush β €β €β € β€œ sorry probably a lot to β €β €β € spring on someone who β €β €β € i just met ” then he realized he puts his hand out β €β €β € β€œ My name is Alrick ”
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he glanced down towards his own piece of paper his knuckles tapped on the table top for a long second β €β €β € β€œ Honestly οΉ– just trying to β €β €β € remember color theory ” he admitted as he sighed he used too enjoy painting he had seen his own work on his instagram but did he
︎ ︎ β€œI’m doing some realism.” He slides the supply over to them so they don’t have to reach as far. β€œWhat about you? What are you making?” He offers some watercolors. ︎
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remember making any of it οΉ– no. he barely remembered the man in the mirror somedays β €β €β € β€œ Does that sound bad οΉ– ” he asked like as if the man was grading him β€” was he failing a question sheet οΉ–
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there’s a power taking away people’s last breath. the houndmaster better know as Alrick is a captains son whoes crew and father has disappeared but five year old him was found in the cargo with nothing but his dog left rumors say he made a deal with the devil too stay alive he
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would later become a musician but is the master of the hell hounds rumor has it all his concerts are at crossroads for a reason. inspired from: β€” The Houndmaster DBD ᡎᡎ
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π‘‘π‘–π‘ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘–π‘šπ‘’π‘Ÿ / β„Žπ‘’π‘Žπ‘‘π‘π‘Žπ‘›π‘›π‘œπ‘›π‘ 
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alrick has the mind of a curious five year old due too an accident he went through and forgot most of his memories with anyone so if he acts too curious sorry && due to his accident he doesn’t remember he’s the king of the cross roads and thinks everyone just hears dogs bark
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he moved to get more comfortable on Nolan’s lap he would nod glancing towards the computer with a small smirk β €β €β € β€œ and you haven’t figured β €β €β € it out yet οΉ– ” he asked him as he sighed his face turned towards Nolan for a long moment β €β €β € β€œ Do you want me to β €β €β €
His smirk softened, turning more genuine the moment Alrick settled against him, one arm slipping around his waist almost instinctively. He leaned back in the chair, accommodating his weight, his other hand coming to rest on his hip. It was an embarrassingly natural thing, +
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β €β €β € grab my guitar οΉ– ” he asked, adjusting himself on his lap again as he pressed his back against the others chest, closing his eyes for a long second his hand came up to pinch the bridge of his nose. He didn’t know much about this world of music or Nolanβ€˜s world of
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music. β €β €β € β€œ Not sure if it will β €β €β € help or not but i can β €β €β € try οΉ– ”
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he stood and walked towards him as he slipped onto his lap he would glance towards the computer. β €β €β € β€œ what you doing locked β €β €β € away in here anyway οΉ– ” he asked but instantly his back met the others chest, and he moved his chin into his shoulder, yawning softly as he
He swiveled his chair, turning until he was facing the other. Dark eyes settle on Alrick, watching him flip through the pages of his book. β€œOh, don't be so dramatic. ” Leans back in his chair. Then, with a slow, crooked smirk, he patted his thigh twice, an unmistakable +
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closed his long, black eyelashes fluttered against his cheekbone β €β €β € β€œ Hmm what do you have β €β €β € for me to do οΉ– ” he whispered in a husky tone into his ear his hand went towards the others chest.
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Hell on Heels .ᐟ
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