─〔❨ *𝐗 𝐈 𝐈 𝐈 ❩〕─
banner
xiiimorscerta.bsky.social
─〔❨ *𝐗 𝐈 𝐈 𝐈 ❩〕─
@xiiimorscerta.bsky.social


⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘⠀*𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇⠀𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒⠀𝐋𝐈͟𝐄͟ ⠀﹤

Pinned


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ Woof.

September 14, 2025 at 10:28 PM
Reposted by ─〔❨ *𝐗 𝐈 𝐈 𝐈 ❩〕─
"Our dreams will
definitely
come true."

"Even if I have to do it myself."

~ Sunday

( ♡ + ↻ )
a drawing of a person with blue hair and a gold circle around their head
ALT: a drawing of a person with blue hair and a gold circle around their head
media.tenor.com
November 15, 2024 at 1:40 AM
@mythussfable.bsky.social



⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ You into piss?

September 12, 2025 at 4:58 AM


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ Did it work? Does she think he's cute?

...

Did he just attempt to be all cutesy??


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ Morbid curiosity. Yeah. That's it. Just ... silly, intrusive thoughts.

Haha, eto bleh ~

August 29, 2025 at 3:08 PM


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ Morbid curiosity. Yeah. That's it. Just ... silly, intrusive thoughts.

Haha, eto bleh ~

... Fair enough.

Morbid curiosity is a wild thing.


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ . . . . Yeah.

August 28, 2025 at 6:53 AM


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ . . . . Yeah.

Is that something he often thinks about with people he knows?


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ What would Ari taste like.

August 28, 2025 at 6:35 AM


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ What would Ari taste like.

August 28, 2025 at 6:20 AM


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ Wonder how Mr. Wings is doing ...

August 23, 2025 at 2:05 AM


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ Don't try it, he'll get her account banned.

"I'm canceling you on tweeter dot com!"

₍₍ (̨̡ ‾᷄ᗣ‾᷅ )̧̢ ₎₎


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ Yeah, it's not even a question.

August 23, 2025 at 2:04 AM


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ Yeah, it's not even a question.

"Am I still banned?"
(ʃƪᵕωᵕ)
⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ Posting up a sign above the bar, "No Masked Fools allowed".

August 21, 2025 at 11:32 PM
||×: Got my first actual notification on Blusky in months. Holy shit this app sucks with notifications.
June 27, 2025 at 3:14 PM


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ ❝ You weren't the last to be invited, ❞ he gently reassured her with a pat between her ears. By now he had expected such a reaction, although her better behavior around her sister seemed shocking. ❝ You were just the last one I could find. ❞

He gave her a sly wink



-- let out a small laugh, noting "Good to know nothing about her has changed over the years... but really, there's no need to give me any gifts anyway; I hadn't expected a party after all... That said, thank you Mister Gallagher for bringing her."
May 9, 2025 at 4:49 AM


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ ❝ Settle down. Save your attitude for when you get inside. ❞ His command made light with an airy laugh, the bartender set her down onto her feet once inside the Hostelry. Its cool aquamarine walls had been decorated in celebration banners, the bartop lined with glittering



"... last one invited? What the hell are you going on about?"
Well, she's not kicking or flailing about at least, even if her arms are folding and she's pouting.

"... Also, I don't need a pity invite if that's what happened -"


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ ❝ You're the last one we invited. Figured you'd be here moping around. ❞

She has no choice but to accompany him to the Hostelry. The Hostelry, which even from the outside, seems to have quite a commotion going on behind its doors.

May 9, 2025 at 4:21 AM


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ ❝ You're the last one we invited. Figured you'd be here moping around. ❞

She has no choice but to accompany him to the Hostelry. The Hostelry, which even from the outside, seems to have quite a commotion going on behind its doors.

Immediately SQUEALING-?
"G-gallagher-! What the hell-?!"

Even if startled... at least it got her out of her depressed little funk for now.


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ ❝ There you are. ❞

A heavy hand fell upon her shoulder . . . before he picked her up like a puppy and tossed her over his broad shoulder to be carried away.

May 9, 2025 at 4:05 AM


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ ❝ There you are. ❞

A heavy hand fell upon her shoulder . . . before he picked her up like a puppy and tossed her over his broad shoulder to be carried away.

It's her sister's birthday.

It's... a day alright.
May 9, 2025 at 3:51 AM


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ He's back at the bar and added a new menu item.

April 24, 2025 at 3:35 AM


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ Being a bartender required more than knowledge of drinks and a halfway decent customer service face. Alcohol was a drug of intimacy, unshackling inhibitions and bringing truths of a personality to light. Emotions felt fragile when inebriated. It was partially the job of a good



-- respite.
March 28, 2025 at 10:47 PM


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ The Bloodhound only hummed in response, affectionately rubbing his hand over her shoulder. His eyes drifted closed as a little smile crept across his face, just the slightest bit smug with her prickly response.

❝ Not a problem . . . ❞

He'd let her decide when to let go.

-- onto him, silent momentarily before she says much quieter, "... Th... thank you..."
March 27, 2025 at 1:44 AM


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ It isn't quite the holiday to celebrate at a bar, but it will be the weekend and thus more patrons were expected to come through.

. . . . he's still reading over the note a few times before chuckling to himself.

❝ Didn't know you could cook . . . ❞

A small delivery to @xiiimorscerta.bsky.social , since Pi Day is tomorrow... also to compensate for a lack of a lack of a Valentine's gift last month.

A sugar vanilla cream pie.
She simply refuses to elaborate and leaves, but there is a note that says

"Happy Pu Day. Incase you are busy tomorrow."
March 14, 2025 at 2:32 AM


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ ❝ It isn't, but it makes the praise better. ❞

Into his warmth she stepped, his muscular arms folded around her tiny body as he pressed her into his soft chest. A large palm patted at her back.

❝ You're doing a good job. I'm proud of how far you've come. ❞
"... A hug isn't praise, you fool-"

Even so... she glances between his face and his outstretched arms before slowly stepping forward and meekly wrapping her arms around his body.


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ Slow blinks.

❝ Me? Well if you insist . . . ❞

Opening his arms up in the universal signal for a hug offered.

March 10, 2025 at 2:12 AM


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ Slow blinks.

❝ Me? Well if you insist . . . ❞

Opening his arms up in the universal signal for a hug offered.

Yanking @xiiimorscerta.bsky.social down by his tie so they're at eye level.

"I expect it from you, especially."

There's just that typical pout and glare of hers as she demands this, too.
"It's Interastral Women's Day... If I don't get a single bit of praise today I'm throwing a man out a window."
March 10, 2025 at 1:58 AM
Reposted by ─〔❨ *𝐗 𝐈 𝐈 𝐈 ❩〕─
Ah, I'm unhappy...unhappy, I said! What exactly am I to you?! / Stay with me! Hold my hand! Hold me for a while!
March 9, 2025 at 11:03 PM


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ Hurt him, baby ~

Of course he'd be into that.
March 7, 2025 at 2:00 AM


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ Hot.

Taps mic, looks around, takes a deep breath.

"Cock and ball torture from Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia at en.wikipedia.org. Cock and ball torture, CBT, is a sexual activity involving torture of the male genitals. This may involve directly painful activities --
Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
en.wikipedia.org
March 7, 2025 at 12:55 AM


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ Now there was a thought that honestly hadn't crossed his mind until now: just what would Ari taste like?

Wasn't like he'd tried "dog eat dog" before. But now it made him curious . . .

❝ You really believe I'd eat you? ❞ he crooned, his eyes lazy.

It's only natural she takes a step back, her cheeks heated as she folds her arms.
"A-as if..! It's just- With the previous mention of things and all it's better to make sure we're on the same page, is all-"


⠀ ⠀⠀ 𒆜.⠀ ❝ Afraid you might be on the menu? ❞

He grinned innocently as he leaned over her, almost looming with his hands in his pockets.

❝ I bet you'd be a delicious dinner. ❞

March 6, 2025 at 8:36 AM