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@madrezwarden.bsky.social
❮𝟷𝟾+ ᴍᴅɴɪ | ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ/sᴄɪғɪ ᴏᴄ | sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ | ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ & ᴀʀᴛ ᴏᴡɴᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀ | ᴅᴀʀᴋ, sᴛᴏʀʏ-ᴅʀɪᴠᴇɴ, ɴ/sғᴡ, ʙᴀɴᴛᴇʀ | ʀᴇᴀᴅ 📍| ᴘᴀʀᴏᴅʏ❯
//Age verification rolled out where I live cuz of local laws. I'm not comfortable giving out my personal info to a place I barely use, to verify my age.
I'm 30, I'm not fuckin' with this for roleplay on social media.
If you would still like to write, find me over on Twitter: @ madrezwarden.
I'm 30, I'm not fuckin' with this for roleplay on social media.
If you would still like to write, find me over on Twitter: @ madrezwarden.
October 3, 2025 at 1:37 PM
//Age verification rolled out where I live cuz of local laws. I'm not comfortable giving out my personal info to a place I barely use, to verify my age.
I'm 30, I'm not fuckin' with this for roleplay on social media.
If you would still like to write, find me over on Twitter: @ madrezwarden.
I'm 30, I'm not fuckin' with this for roleplay on social media.
If you would still like to write, find me over on Twitter: @ madrezwarden.
HEAVY.
BREATHING.
BREATHING.
September 21, 2025 at 12:02 PM
HEAVY.
BREATHING.
BREATHING.
Victor's live reaction:
September 11, 2025 at 6:22 PM
Victor's live reaction:
Ahem.
He may be making bad decisions.
He may be making bad decisions.
September 4, 2025 at 1:07 PM
Ahem.
He may be making bad decisions.
He may be making bad decisions.
"Always." Oh no.
Where'd he go?
Hold on, she's rising up. Off the ground? Oh yes.
Victor's suplexing her. Somehow. Surely he's not a normal human, yeah?
Yeah, probably not. But he's still fleshy.
Where'd he go?
Hold on, she's rising up. Off the ground? Oh yes.
Victor's suplexing her. Somehow. Surely he's not a normal human, yeah?
Yeah, probably not. But he's still fleshy.
August 1, 2025 at 1:37 PM
"Always." Oh no.
Where'd he go?
Hold on, she's rising up. Off the ground? Oh yes.
Victor's suplexing her. Somehow. Surely he's not a normal human, yeah?
Yeah, probably not. But he's still fleshy.
Where'd he go?
Hold on, she's rising up. Off the ground? Oh yes.
Victor's suplexing her. Somehow. Surely he's not a normal human, yeah?
Yeah, probably not. But he's still fleshy.
...
Everything is terrible. Someone save him, please.
Everything is terrible. Someone save him, please.
July 27, 2025 at 1:19 PM
...
Everything is terrible. Someone save him, please.
Everything is terrible. Someone save him, please.
This is a terrible idea, but who knows? Maybe it'll be entertaining.
July 26, 2025 at 12:51 AM
This is a terrible idea, but who knows? Maybe it'll be entertaining.
Victor looking at interdimensional spam calls and texts like:
July 18, 2025 at 7:37 PM
Victor looking at interdimensional spam calls and texts like:
Who spiked his whiskey?!
July 10, 2025 at 3:57 PM
Who spiked his whiskey?!
One day it'll all burn down.
July 6, 2025 at 5:14 PM
One day it'll all burn down.
This is the most you're getting out of him for #SeductiveSunday. Satisfied? No?
Plead your case, then.
Plead your case, then.
July 6, 2025 at 1:13 PM
This is the most you're getting out of him for #SeductiveSunday. Satisfied? No?
Plead your case, then.
Plead your case, then.
Ahem. Just throwing it out there.
June 17, 2025 at 11:08 PM
Ahem. Just throwing it out there.
Sitting at a piano, staring at the keys as the hotel goes quiet.
Today is a day for reflection, and joy that the things that were in the past happened.
So why can he no longer remember her melody?
Today is a day for reflection, and joy that the things that were in the past happened.
So why can he no longer remember her melody?
June 17, 2025 at 6:43 PM
Sitting at a piano, staring at the keys as the hotel goes quiet.
Today is a day for reflection, and joy that the things that were in the past happened.
So why can he no longer remember her melody?
Today is a day for reflection, and joy that the things that were in the past happened.
So why can he no longer remember her melody?
[ @sainteamour.bsky.social ]
Their intimate moments have been fleeting as of late, much to his sadness.
So, when they had a moment to themselves? Alone, at last, with nothing to worry about but themselves? There was no stopping him.
They melded into each other: a beautiful, passionate evening.
Their intimate moments have been fleeting as of late, much to his sadness.
So, when they had a moment to themselves? Alone, at last, with nothing to worry about but themselves? There was no stopping him.
They melded into each other: a beautiful, passionate evening.
June 16, 2025 at 11:15 PM
[ @sainteamour.bsky.social ]
Their intimate moments have been fleeting as of late, much to his sadness.
So, when they had a moment to themselves? Alone, at last, with nothing to worry about but themselves? There was no stopping him.
They melded into each other: a beautiful, passionate evening.
Their intimate moments have been fleeting as of late, much to his sadness.
So, when they had a moment to themselves? Alone, at last, with nothing to worry about but themselves? There was no stopping him.
They melded into each other: a beautiful, passionate evening.
He has too many ideas, so how 'bout they do all of 'em?
For science.
For science.
May 26, 2025 at 5:16 PM
He has too many ideas, so how 'bout they do all of 'em?
For science.
For science.
He loosened his grip just a bit, the orb dissipating into particles as he leaned in closer to her. She was cute, but already *very* annoying.
"Now, I'm gonna let go of your beak, and you're gonna tell me why I found you on my balcony. Got it?"
"Now, I'm gonna let go of your beak, and you're gonna tell me why I found you on my balcony. Got it?"
May 25, 2025 at 1:57 PM
He loosened his grip just a bit, the orb dissipating into particles as he leaned in closer to her. She was cute, but already *very* annoying.
"Now, I'm gonna let go of your beak, and you're gonna tell me why I found you on my balcony. Got it?"
"Now, I'm gonna let go of your beak, and you're gonna tell me why I found you on my balcony. Got it?"
Ugh, too many people. He just wants a quiet day inside.
May 24, 2025 at 8:00 PM
Ugh, too many people. He just wants a quiet day inside.