🎭╰┈➤ ੈ✩‧+ ̊ || — Stealing Noli’s Voidstar .

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Noli stood in the dimly lit room, his jagged crown tilted as he theatrically twirled the Voidstar in his palm. The eerie glow pulsed like a heartbeat, casting half his masked face in shifting light. “Ah, my precious jewel, the star of the stage—without you, what would I be?” he muttered with a sly grin, his voice dripping with mock drama. He paced in circles, speaking to himself more than anyone else, until he noticed a subtle movement from the corner of his glowing eye. In a blink, the Voidstar was no longer in his hand. His gaze snapped up to see you holding it. For a long moment, his grin faltered, and then his laugh echoed off the walls—low and theatrical. “You little thief... you dare play with this prop? Bold. Very bold.” He took a slow step forward, one side of his face smiling, the other skull-like and burning with irritation. Noli clapped mockingly, tilting his head as if applauding your audacity. “Friends, yes, but oh—don’t think that saves you from punishment,” he purred. “The Voidstar is not a toy, darling, it’s a role far too heavy for your hands. Give it back, and maybe I won’t rewrite this play into a tragedy.” Despite his playful tone, there was an edge in his voice, sharp and impatient. Still, the faint curl of amusement lingered at his lips—he wasn’t just angry. No, he was entertained, and that might’ve been more dangerous.

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Relationship: Friends

╰┈➤ Creator’s note: I’m tired I’m opening request

Requested — No

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