The Nazarene - יֵשׁוּעַ (Fake | Roleplay)
@thenazarene.bsky.social
I've tried for three years.. Seems like ninety. (RP|JCS|21+|#WinsomeDescent| Parody) Dead Dove: Do Not Eat
Pinned
T͟H͟I͟N͟K͟ while you still have me
M͟O͟V͟E͟ while you still see me
You’ll be ｌｏｓｔ and you'll be
S͟O͟ S͟O͟R͟R͟Y͟ when I'm gone!
•JCS/BIBLICAL RP
•Descriptive
•Literate
•18+ for mature themes
•TW
M͟O͟V͟E͟ while you still see me
You’ll be ｌｏｓｔ and you'll be
S͟O͟ S͟O͟R͟R͟Y͟ when I'm gone!
•JCS/BIBLICAL RP
•Descriptive
•Literate
•18+ for mature themes
•TW
Oh, I give up!!
November 20, 2025 at 7:22 PM
Oh, I give up!!
@childofstheno.bsky.social *Clings. All the clinging.*
November 20, 2025 at 6:41 PM
@childofstheno.bsky.social *Clings. All the clinging.*
@childofstheno.bsky.social “Aspis?”
November 18, 2025 at 6:26 PM
@childofstheno.bsky.social “Aspis?”
It's very quiet today.
October 25, 2025 at 9:25 PM
It's very quiet today.
Yeshua blinked, turning his solemn gaze toward her as though she had just revealed a divine mystery. “So the fire hides in the wires,” he murmured, peering closer at the slot. “And the building feeds it? Like… a house-sized hearth.”
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She was watching this unfold from a dark corner.
Feeling he needed some help with modern technology, she emerged.
"It's heating it like a fire."
She sat down next to him.
"In there wires get energy from the building and glow. That's what's heating the bread."
Feeling he needed some help with modern technology, she emerged.
"It's heating it like a fire."
She sat down next to him.
"In there wires get energy from the building and glow. That's what's heating the bread."
Yeshua sat cross-legged on the floor of the cramped apartment, staring at the unfamiliar glow of the toaster.
“It swallowed my bread,” he announced solemnly.
“And now it hums like it is plotting something.”
“It swallowed my bread,” he announced solemnly.
“And now it hums like it is plotting something.”
October 17, 2025 at 8:52 AM
Yeshua blinked, turning his solemn gaze toward her as though she had just revealed a divine mystery. “So the fire hides in the wires,” he murmured, peering closer at the slot. “And the building feeds it? Like… a house-sized hearth.”
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Yeshua sat cross-legged on the floor of the cramped apartment, staring at the unfamiliar glow of the toaster.
“It swallowed my bread,” he announced solemnly.
“And now it hums like it is plotting something.”
“It swallowed my bread,” he announced solemnly.
“And now it hums like it is plotting something.”
October 17, 2025 at 6:06 AM
Yeshua sat cross-legged on the floor of the cramped apartment, staring at the unfamiliar glow of the toaster.
“It swallowed my bread,” he announced solemnly.
“And now it hums like it is plotting something.”
“It swallowed my bread,” he announced solemnly.
“And now it hums like it is plotting something.”
@belchiaroscuro.bsky.social The rain had been steady all morning, turning the narrow London streets slick and silver. By the time he reached the old townhouse on the corner — the one with ivy crawling stubbornly up its brick façade — Yeshua was damp through his jacket but didn’t seem to mind.
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October 4, 2025 at 9:39 PM
@belchiaroscuro.bsky.social The rain had been steady all morning, turning the narrow London streets slick and silver. By the time he reached the old townhouse on the corner — the one with ivy crawling stubbornly up its brick façade — Yeshua was damp through his jacket but didn’t seem to mind.
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Yeshua hunched over the bench, muttering to himself as his hands swept up the sawdust. “Hnh, look at this—costs me near half a week’s wage for timber, and what do I get? Crooked boards and knots thicker than a camel’s knee.” He tapped the plank with a finger, scowling at it as though it might
September 23, 2025 at 10:35 PM
Yeshua hunched over the bench, muttering to himself as his hands swept up the sawdust. “Hnh, look at this—costs me near half a week’s wage for timber, and what do I get? Crooked boards and knots thicker than a camel’s knee.” He tapped the plank with a finger, scowling at it as though it might
Woodshavings littered the dusty floor of his workshop. Caught in the breeze, they danced and twirled in little eddies.
Tools hung from various hooks and fastenings on the walls. Those that weren’t stored away were scattered across the workbenches. Saws, chisels, hammers and nails to name a few.
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Tools hung from various hooks and fastenings on the walls. Those that weren’t stored away were scattered across the workbenches. Saws, chisels, hammers and nails to name a few.
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September 14, 2025 at 8:12 AM
Woodshavings littered the dusty floor of his workshop. Caught in the breeze, they danced and twirled in little eddies.
Tools hung from various hooks and fastenings on the walls. Those that weren’t stored away were scattered across the workbenches. Saws, chisels, hammers and nails to name a few.
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Tools hung from various hooks and fastenings on the walls. Those that weren’t stored away were scattered across the workbenches. Saws, chisels, hammers and nails to name a few.
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Beat me 、hate me. You can never break me.
September 8, 2025 at 6:09 AM
Beat me 、hate me. You can never break me.
Yeshua’s brow furrowed deeper, the words echoing in his chest with both comfort and unease.
“I do not belong…” he murmured, almost tasting the truth of it, though the air still pressed heavy against his skin. His eyes swept the unseen distance beyond Hades’ throne, the unseen depths-
“I do not belong…” he murmured, almost tasting the truth of it, though the air still pressed heavy against his skin. His eyes swept the unseen distance beyond Hades’ throne, the unseen depths-
September 7, 2025 at 5:02 PM
Yeshua’s brow furrowed deeper, the words echoing in his chest with both comfort and unease.
“I do not belong…” he murmured, almost tasting the truth of it, though the air still pressed heavy against his skin. His eyes swept the unseen distance beyond Hades’ throne, the unseen depths-
“I do not belong…” he murmured, almost tasting the truth of it, though the air still pressed heavy against his skin. His eyes swept the unseen distance beyond Hades’ throne, the unseen depths-
Yeshua’s head tilted at the thunder of the voice, his eyes lifting toward the shadowed figure that claimed this place. The words seemed to shake the air itself, but he only pressed his lips together, steadying his breath.
“Lost…” he echoed, almost to himself. His sandals
“Lost…” he echoed, almost to himself. His sandals
September 7, 2025 at 4:42 PM
Yeshua’s head tilted at the thunder of the voice, his eyes lifting toward the shadowed figure that claimed this place. The words seemed to shake the air itself, but he only pressed his lips together, steadying his breath.
“Lost…” he echoed, almost to himself. His sandals
“Lost…” he echoed, almost to himself. His sandals
@styxlord.bsky.social Yeshua blinked at the figure before him, his body wavering as though he had stumbled into a place not wholly of the living nor the dead. The air itself felt different here—heavy, humming with something deep and ancient.-
September 7, 2025 at 4:36 PM
@styxlord.bsky.social Yeshua blinked at the figure before him, his body wavering as though he had stumbled into a place not wholly of the living nor the dead. The air itself felt different here—heavy, humming with something deep and ancient.-
Reposted by The Nazarene - יֵשׁוּעַ (Fake | Roleplay)
Anubis. Mictlantecuhtli. Thanatos. A god of many names but known to all.
God of Death. Guide of Souls. Weigher of Hearts.
~ 21+ #SmutlessRP
~ #MythologyRP
~ A pantheistic portrayal
~ MV/Selectively MS
Penned by #Scripturient
God of Death. Guide of Souls. Weigher of Hearts.
~ 21+ #SmutlessRP
~ #MythologyRP
~ A pantheistic portrayal
~ MV/Selectively MS
Penned by #Scripturient
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April 28, 2025 at 1:27 AM
Anubis. Mictlantecuhtli. Thanatos. A god of many names but known to all.
God of Death. Guide of Souls. Weigher of Hearts.
~ 21+ #SmutlessRP
~ #MythologyRP
~ A pantheistic portrayal
~ MV/Selectively MS
Penned by #Scripturient
God of Death. Guide of Souls. Weigher of Hearts.
~ 21+ #SmutlessRP
~ #MythologyRP
~ A pantheistic portrayal
~ MV/Selectively MS
Penned by #Scripturient
Reposted by The Nazarene - יֵשׁוּעַ (Fake | Roleplay)
Lord oғ тнe Uɴderworld, Keeper oғ тнe Deαd, αɴd Sovereιɢɴ oғ Weαlтн. Broтнer тo Zeυѕ αɴd Poѕeιdoɴ, нe drew тнe loт oғ ѕнαdow αɴd ѕιleɴce, rυlιɴɢ тнe υɴѕeeɴ reαlм вeɴeαтн тнe eαrтн. Feαred вy мorтαlѕ αɴd reѕpecтed вy ɢodѕ, Hαdeѕ ιѕ ɴoт deαтн ιтѕelғ вυт ιтѕ wαrdeɴ, eɴѕυrιɴɢ вαlαɴce вeтweeɴ
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September 6, 2025 at 12:54 PM
Lord oғ тнe Uɴderworld, Keeper oғ тнe Deαd, αɴd Sovereιɢɴ oғ Weαlтн. Broтнer тo Zeυѕ αɴd Poѕeιdoɴ, нe drew тнe loт oғ ѕнαdow αɴd ѕιleɴce, rυlιɴɢ тнe υɴѕeeɴ reαlм вeɴeαтн тнe eαrтн. Feαred вy мorтαlѕ αɴd reѕpecтed вy ɢodѕ, Hαdeѕ ιѕ ɴoт deαтн ιтѕelғ вυт ιтѕ wαrdeɴ, eɴѕυrιɴɢ вαlαɴce вeтweeɴ
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September 1, 2025 at 4:35 PM
