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𝕋𝚑𝚎 ℝ𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝔹𝚊𝚍 𝕄𝚊𝚗
@lastsonofeld.bsky.social
An AU Roland Deschain
Mun is 40+| RP Parody Account
FC is Yoshi Sudarso
BBQ'd by #ᑢᕼᗩᖇ 🏳️‍⚧️
I own no art posted!
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#HorrorRP | #MVRP | #TheDarkTower
#BskyRP | #FantasyRP
Pinned
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"𝔽𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕪𝕒𝕝, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕤."

⌖ 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙋𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙪𝙚𝙧
⌖ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫

"𝕃𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕘𝕦𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖."

... 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥.
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December 27, 2025 at 11:32 PM
"It's a dating among my people. The longer you live on the lives of others, you forget where you come from. What you were before."
"No different than children who lost their parents, besides who says all of us ever knew the face of our fathers?"
"Lotta vampires moving about. Poor things, forgotten and cold. The longer they struggle to survive, the more they forget the faces of their fathers."
December 28, 2025 at 12:22 AM
"Lotta vampires moving about. Poor things, forgotten and cold. The longer they struggle to survive, the more they forget the faces of their fathers."
December 27, 2025 at 12:44 AM
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❝𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥...

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ᅠᅠ» WO-2. Faye, Silvia | S-G180
ᅠᅠ» Spartan-III, GAMMA COMPANY.
ᅠᅠ» Office of Naval Intelligence, Delta-6.
ᅠᅠ» Joint Fires Observer.
ᅠᅠ» #HaloRP | #MVRP
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦.❞

ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ 「 ♥ + ⟳ 」
July 31, 2025 at 6:48 PM
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"I am no bird; and no net ensnares me.” ~ Charlotte Brontë

~ AU Sigyn Iwáldidottir
~ 21+ #SmutlessRP
~ #MarvelRP #MythologyRP

Penned by #Scripturient
a picture of a woman with a quote that says you deserve something amazing and you deserve love
ALT: a picture of a woman with a quote that says you deserve something amazing and you deserve love
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December 10, 2024 at 1:47 AM
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December 12, 2025 at 2:10 AM
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"I don't need your help!"

a blind witch from A Discovery of Witches

sees folks via their energy/magic

weaver - maker of spells

fiercely independent

sassy

into the #TARDIS
October 29, 2025 at 8:40 AM
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- My life's one never-ending carnival
A whirl of boozy-floozy flashing light -
December 24, 2025 at 6:13 PM
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//Ana mun time🌸

Merry Christmas!!🎁🎄✨️ I hope you're all going to have an amazing time with your loved ones. Take care! x
December 25, 2025 at 9:49 AM
Sitting along at a wooden bar, a run down building with breaks in the walls letting the sunlight in. Dust and wind batter the frame, as he brings a whiskey from the glass to his lips.

The roof creaked as the 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 sipped.
December 25, 2025 at 2:19 PM
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🕸️ Char

About an hour or so ago my wife and I had to put down our cat Punkin. She passed away warm and safe, peacefully in my arms. I loved her, and she was perfect. She was sixteen, and we gave her a good life.

I won't be around much for the next few days.
December 25, 2025 at 6:30 AM
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~Sorceress
Supreme ~

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• Independent Portrayal
• Adult Themes
• MDNI / Lewd DNI
• Friendly Writer
• DMs open for plot

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“𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅!”
November 22, 2025 at 4:39 AM
"I take it you're something of a special case, not some mere farmer or what-have-you...?"

He eyed her strange array of powers, almost making his eye twitch. He didn't trust magic or sorcery, or the post humans that wielded biology like a magic sword.

He moved up swiftly along the trail-

~
“I am a big fan of surprises, but little truly shocks me anymore. Sometimes I even trail my fingers through the accretion disk… just to feel something.”

She floated up off the ground, her strawberry blonde hair floating as if no longer under the effects of gravity. Green energy crackled between+
"Often, he's a week ahead. I have not gained on him much, but he's running out of ground."

A strange statement, given where they were. Clearly they could get places people could not, so running out of ground seemed unlikely. The 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 took another swig of water, before wiping his mouth.

~
December 25, 2025 at 1:28 AM
"Often, he's a week ahead. I have not gained on him much, but he's running out of ground."

A strange statement, given where they were. Clearly they could get places people could not, so running out of ground seemed unlikely. The 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 took another swig of water, before wiping his mouth.

~
She smirked as she flashed backwards/

"I see, seems like the type of person I'm not too fond of."

She sat back on thin air, crossing her legs and arms.

"I'll help you. You lead ahead, you're the tracker... actually let me change into something more appropriate."

She floated back to her small+
"Not vague. Very descriptive. The only things to be sure of."

The man who what was or is a 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 drew away from her. He could move, this one. And edge close to or beyond some of the super-folk she trucked with. Her words barely reached his ear when he was half a meter away-

~
December 24, 2025 at 1:32 PM
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December 23, 2025 at 6:41 PM
"Price is a price, and fairly paid. Deal in and with what you can live with. Someone who's dying for a heavy purse has forgotten the face of their father."
December 23, 2025 at 6:14 PM
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“No grave holds such comfort as a watery one.”
December 23, 2025 at 6:08 PM
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❝ 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒇 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆. . . ❞
July 23, 2025 at 12:04 AM
"Not vague. Very descriptive. The only things to be sure of."

The man who what was or is a 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 drew away from her. He could move, this one. And edge close to or beyond some of the super-folk she trucked with. Her words barely reached his ear when he was half a meter away-

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“How vague and nondescript, wonderful.”

She rolled her eyes, shifting her hips as she turned her head to follow his gaze, noticing the tracks.

“Those are new…”

She turned back to him as her brow furrowed.

“No, you’re the first person besides myself I’ve ever seen here. I can’t even+
"Followed a trail."

The man put his hands on his hips, shifting his jaw and pulling at his sinus and throat. A heavy spit passed his lips striking the dirt, though he did look away before hand and then another swig. Water chased the remaining dust in his throat.

"Beg your pardon."

~
December 23, 2025 at 4:13 AM
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It’s not as easy as inviting people to a beach party, she has to take over their bodies and walk them into the water.

Drowning each time.

One by one.

Until the Deluge recedes.

And the world stays somewhat dry for another year.
December 22, 2025 at 9:50 PM
"Followed a trail."

The man put his hands on his hips, shifting his jaw and pulling at his sinus and throat. A heavy spit passed his lips striking the dirt, though he did look away before hand and then another swig. Water chased the remaining dust in his throat.

"Beg your pardon."

~
“You are certainly quite far from home.”

Jessica mused as she tended to the more sensitive cultivars in her garden, dressed in plain denim coveralls and a plaid shirt with rolled up sleeves.

“Not quite sure where that home may be, but it certainly isn’t here.”

She set down her watering can+
Dusty boots cracked against solid earth for a moment, and the 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫's brow raised at the strange sight laid out before him. Less phased, though not without curiosity. Not the desert, nor the grasslands, or anywhere else he'd chased the 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠.

This place was new. It was different.

~
December 22, 2025 at 5:23 PM
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February 24, 2025 at 5:15 AM
𐚁 Char

An Open Starter!
Dusty boots cracked against solid earth for a moment, and the 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫's brow raised at the strange sight laid out before him. Less phased, though not without curiosity. Not the desert, nor the grasslands, or anywhere else he'd chased the 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠.

This place was new. It was different.

~
December 22, 2025 at 4:52 PM
Dusty boots cracked against solid earth for a moment, and the 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫's brow raised at the strange sight laid out before him. Less phased, though not without curiosity. Not the desert, nor the grasslands, or anywhere else he'd chased the 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠.

This place was new. It was different.

~
December 22, 2025 at 4:50 PM
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𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦,
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦,
𝘐𝘯 𝘉𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘢𝘮, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦-

🧹 Witch of Madness
🧹 MVRP
🧹 25+
🧹 SL's, Banter, etc

📻 25+ mun, she/her, GMT
June 24, 2025 at 12:55 PM