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𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵 . . .
he had washed all the blood off, but he could still feel it on his hands.
April 25, 2025 at 1:14 AM
Reposted by ☼ 𝘈𝘵𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘔å𝘯𝘦æ𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯 ☾
Happy Werewolf Wednesday, freaks.
March 26, 2025 at 5:36 PM
Happy Werewolf Wednesday, freaks.
bleed out for audience approval.
March 15, 2025 at 9:32 AM
Sinking back slowly into a plush rolling chair. One leg lifted over the opposite knee.
Atlas’s gaze is idle. Scanning the paper briefly. Pausing for a sip of coffee before turning the page with an amused noise.
The faintest smile curling at their lip.
“Maybe I should read the paper more.”
Atlas’s gaze is idle. Scanning the paper briefly. Pausing for a sip of coffee before turning the page with an amused noise.
The faintest smile curling at their lip.
“Maybe I should read the paper more.”
March 15, 2025 at 9:32 AM
Sinking back slowly into a plush rolling chair. One leg lifted over the opposite knee.
Atlas’s gaze is idle. Scanning the paper briefly. Pausing for a sip of coffee before turning the page with an amused noise.
The faintest smile curling at their lip.
“Maybe I should read the paper more.”
Atlas’s gaze is idle. Scanning the paper briefly. Pausing for a sip of coffee before turning the page with an amused noise.
The faintest smile curling at their lip.
“Maybe I should read the paper more.”
when he caresses me with hands soaked in blood, am i still allowed to love that touch?
March 15, 2025 at 9:30 AM
Warning: God has slipped the noose.
We must confirm the worst of our righteous fears--
God has escaped the mosque, the synagogue, the church
where we've locked up God for years.
We repeat unto you:
God is on the loose.
We must confirm the worst of our righteous fears--
God has escaped the mosque, the synagogue, the church
where we've locked up God for years.
We repeat unto you:
God is on the loose.
March 1, 2025 at 5:00 AM
i loved them (i think.) shameless. laid before them, stupid lamb in a slaughterhouse.
February 21, 2025 at 2:00 AM
if i had a heart i could love you.
February 21, 2025 at 1:50 AM
i'm going to make the future worse on purpose .
February 20, 2025 at 7:24 PM
i won't make the same mistakes again .
February 20, 2025 at 7:24 PM
a fawn curled up beside a fake deer which is used for target practice.
February 20, 2025 at 6:06 PM
Reposted by ☼ 𝘈𝘵𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘔å𝘯𝘦æ𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯 ☾
Kissed by the moon 、loved by the night.
February 20, 2025 at 6:01 PM
A monster 、painted with a pretty face to lure in your victims 、that's what you are.
February 20, 2025 at 2:49 AM
I am the righteous hand of god and I am the devil you forgot.
February 20, 2025 at 1:21 AM
You need a villain —— give me a name.
February 18, 2025 at 5:26 PM
February 18, 2025 at 5:25 PM
>gently taps a claw against a vial of shimmer, holding the glass by the rounded end.>
>there’s an errand or two that needs running. And Atlas is willing to pay for someone to handle it with how chilly it is.>
>there’s an errand or two that needs running. And Atlas is willing to pay for someone to handle it with how chilly it is.>
February 18, 2025 at 5:18 PM
>gently taps a claw against a vial of shimmer, holding the glass by the rounded end.>
>there’s an errand or two that needs running. And Atlas is willing to pay for someone to handle it with how chilly it is.>
>there’s an errand or two that needs running. And Atlas is willing to pay for someone to handle it with how chilly it is.>
Now. If the business of shouting. And miscommunications are over.
I’m going back to what I had been doing. >sharp ears angle back briefly. Eyes narrowed.>
>grumbling quiet obscenities to himself, hunched over a desk.>
I’m going back to what I had been doing. >sharp ears angle back briefly. Eyes narrowed.>
>grumbling quiet obscenities to himself, hunched over a desk.>
February 18, 2025 at 5:14 PM
Now. If the business of shouting. And miscommunications are over.
I’m going back to what I had been doing. >sharp ears angle back briefly. Eyes narrowed.>
>grumbling quiet obscenities to himself, hunched over a desk.>
I’m going back to what I had been doing. >sharp ears angle back briefly. Eyes narrowed.>
>grumbling quiet obscenities to himself, hunched over a desk.>
Poor creature.
I have someone to fight for me. I don’t even need to pay him. Only ask.
I have someone to fight for me. I don’t even need to pay him. Only ask.
February 18, 2025 at 5:12 PM
Poor creature.
I have someone to fight for me. I don’t even need to pay him. Only ask.
I have someone to fight for me. I don’t even need to pay him. Only ask.
No.
I’m not dirtying my hands with a fight.
Euh.
I’m not dirtying my hands with a fight.
Euh.
February 18, 2025 at 5:10 PM
No.
I’m not dirtying my hands with a fight.
Euh.
I’m not dirtying my hands with a fight.
Euh.
If you took that as me attempting to command you.
I’m sorry you’re so thick headed. I’ll keep the rest of my thoughts to myself next time.
I’m sorry you’re so thick headed. I’ll keep the rest of my thoughts to myself next time.
February 18, 2025 at 5:07 PM
If you took that as me attempting to command you.
I’m sorry you’re so thick headed. I’ll keep the rest of my thoughts to myself next time.
I’m sorry you’re so thick headed. I’ll keep the rest of my thoughts to myself next time.
Oh don’t forgive it.
Never mind-
Never mind-
February 18, 2025 at 5:04 PM
Oh don’t forgive it.
Never mind-
Never mind-
I agree with the big brutes idea.
But keep yourself. Over there. I do not need you approaching me.
Either of you.
But keep yourself. Over there. I do not need you approaching me.
Either of you.
February 18, 2025 at 5:00 PM
I agree with the big brutes idea.
But keep yourself. Over there. I do not need you approaching me.
Either of you.
But keep yourself. Over there. I do not need you approaching me.
Either of you.
>slowly sets down pen, grabbing a good heavy book-
AND HES THROWING IT AT JAYCE>
AND HES THROWING IT AT JAYCE>
February 18, 2025 at 4:42 PM
>slowly sets down pen, grabbing a good heavy book-
AND HES THROWING IT AT JAYCE>
AND HES THROWING IT AT JAYCE>